While preparing for our wedding, one night we decided to ask an old friend to be MC . It was too late to phone him so my wife rang him the next day. He told her he was expecting the call and already knew what she was going to say.
He spoke of dream about standing in front of people talking about us. He had also dreamed about my wife's departed father and brother and how her dad had said he approved of the marriage. My wife's brother had said to tell me that if I felt someone grab me on the shoulder one day while I was having a beer, not to worry, it would just be him saying hello.
The night before our wedding, sitting on the verandah having a drink with guests, I felt what I thought was my wife grabbing me on the shoulder to get my attention. I looked around but nobody was there and I decided something had fallen off the shelf above me and thought nothing of it.
The MC repeated the story to the guests at the wedding. I had been so busy in preparations I had forgotten about it until then.
The day after the wedding, sitting quietly alone after I had finished cleaning up the reception venue I thought the MC and I should go to my wife's brother's old pub and buy three beers. Then it suddenly dawned on me that it had already happened.
When I got home I realised I had taken down the shelf a few months before.