Close to the edge and a white cross (and a wedding)

A couple more Mount Srđ pictures today, the first of someone who looks perilously close to the edge (actually a drop of just a few feet…) and then a couple of pictures of the white stone cross that was rebuilt after being destroyed during the war in the 1990s.

In other, non-photography news, I’ve had a busy few days. My eldest son got married at the weekend, which was a lovely event and made me very happy and proud, and then today my wife and I drove him and his wife (it feels a bit odd calling her that somehow!) to the airport where they flew off on their honeymoon (to New York and Las Vegas).

While I didn’t have a lot to do in terms of any of the wedding planning, I did have to step in to do the Best Man’s speech after my son’s friend got a teaching job in Singapore and so couldn’t be there on the day. I’ve never given a Best Man’s speech before, so I was a little nervous about that, but it seemed to go well and I got a few compliments, which was nice.

It feels a little strange now that the wedding is over.