Felicity's parents were among my parents oldest and best friends - and the night her parents got engaged, wayyyy back in - oh, I'd guess around 1966 or so, they came back to my parents apartment in Brisbane (where they had been staying) and jumped around excitedly on their bed as mum & dad cracked open the bottle of champagne they had readied earlier.... yeah. Great friends.

I haven't seen Felicity since we were kids - there are cute photos of her and her 2 brothers and me and my brother all squished into a bath as littlie's. Her family lived in Sydney and we kind of lost contact with the siblings. Happily, she had to make a stopover in Tokyo on her way back from photographing a wedding in Sweden (she's a photographer too). It was great to get to know her and extend the bond between our families. Go check out her work.

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