52 years ago Mr. Swiss and I entered this building. The statue did not exist then and the purpose of the building was different. Today it is the seat of the mayor of our town, but on 4th February 1969 it was the local registry office. On that day I became Mrs. Swiss because I married Mr. Swiss. It was a quiet affair with two witnesses, there were just four of us. I was also given Swiss citizenship into the bargain. I remember I had to travel to the British consulate in Basel to get an official translation of my birth certificate for the documents and had to swear on something that I was unmarried and I was who I am. Mr. Swiss had lost his divorce papers from his first try and had to have them re-issued. It was a wonder that we ever got married.
And today we both forgot, until lunch time when I remembered it was our wedding anniversary. We both remembered it yesterday, but our short term memories played a trick on us today. No big celebration dinner, but I did bake a bread today (although I am baking them four days a week at the moment). I remember we had a drink in the restaurant next door before we started our life together officially and it was snowing, but not too much, just a few flakes.FOWC with Fandanago: Given