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June 22, 2007 |

We got some food into ourselves, and managed to relax a little bit in the afternoon. When it suddenly dawned on me that my folks would probably appreciate to be notified that their first born son was about to get married.

If I was scared out of my mind when I asked Mae for permission to marry her daughter, I was absolutely terrified now. The thing was. They sort of had their suspicion that a female must be the reason for my frequent trips to Thailand. But I had not told them about Nan yet.

Okay. nothing to do about it know, and I dialed the number. Nan was hiding by the door somewhere. It was my dad who picked up.

“Ahem…hi dad, how is it going!”

“Rune, is that you, how is Thailand?

“Fine, fine, is mom anywhere near you?”

“Yeah, she is right here.”

“Okay, good…you see I am getting married in a couple of days, sort of thought you should know…”

My mom obviously wrenched the phone away from my dad and:

“Getting MARRIED!, whit whom?”

“Oh…her name is Nan and you will love her!”

Well, you can sort of guess how it went. But they were happy for me. So I spent about an hour on the phone informing friends and family. Everyone was in a state of shock, but wished us well.

After that exercise me and Nan finally went to bed, but sleep was hard to come by. So we just lay there, chatting about everything we needed to do tomorrow, and revelling in the fact that we would be husband and wife soon.

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