What can I say?! My heart was pounding like crazy. Not because I fell in love with another woman. I still love my wife Martha, for goodness sake! No, I just happened to catch something. And I do not mean I caught a cold or something like that. It was a bride’s bouquet. Yes, indeed. It just came flying through the air – right in my direction.

Of course I know that only women are supposed to catch the bouquet at weddings, but what could I do? It was a reflex … I just grabbed the thing. You see, it was Sunday, and my colleague Meryl from the controlling department invited us to her wedding with Matthew. The church was jam packed with guests. After the ceremony, the young couple headed out of the church. I had promised to take some pictures – which I did – but it was not easy with so many people jostling around. As I was trying to get a shot of the shiny black limousine, I took a few steps back and bumped into someone. It was Meryl’s sister. Before I could open my mouth to say “sorry”, the bouquet bounced off my head and into my arms. Bingo! Was that some kind of omen? Who knows. The guests thought the whole scene was hilarious, and suddenly I was the main focus of all the cameras…