I was photographing out along the Banbridge Road on Saturday evening. It had been a lovely day - not before time, given the winter we've had to endure. The sun was shining, the town was basking in the glow, and people were enjoying a walk past Dromore Town Park. Gradually, through the peace and tranquillity of the day was heard the repeated, pumping of car horns in the distance.
As the sound got nearer, a 4x4 vehicle with a trailer passed and as the driver noticed me with my camera, slowed down to allow me to view these two poor creatures whose only crime seems to be that they are to marry imminently. Sodden, bound and paraded through the streets - they didn't seem to be enjoying the view!
Where does this "tradition" come from? How does this "help" the couple celebrate their decision to spend a lifetime together? I don't know of any couple who sit down together on a wedding anniversary and re-live, through photos and laughter, such kidnapping and humiliation. Thankfully I missed out on this particular tradition thirty one years ago!
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