Tracey and me

As promised, a photo of bride-to-be Tracey. This is me and her in Santa Cruz de Tenerife, when I went out to visit in February 1993.

Ad was still at university at the time but I was working, having been chucked out for a year or two, so took Tracey up on an invite to go out there (which I don't think she expected me to!). She was on a placement as part of her degree. Being blonde and blue-eyed on a Spanish island makes a girl very popular. (Not that she isn't popular back in Blighty!)

We had a good week - it was the festival season, so every night meant going out boozing and dancing along the sea front. I seem to recall a fair ground at one end that neither of us thought looked safe. I have a feeling this photo was taken on one of my last days there.

Ad was slightly worried that I spent a week on holiday with his girlfriend, so I wrote him a blank cheque to keep while I was away. It was more of a gesture than anything. There was only a couple of hundred quid in my account at the time and Tracey's worth at least a grand.