Strangers on a train

Dominic was excited but nervous on his wedding day. “I wouldn’t have got married, though, if I didn’t think Megan and I stood a good chance of lasting the distance,” he asserts. Fifteen months on, the young husband is honest enough to admit that his marriage requires ongoing emotional maintenance. “Neither of us is perfect,” he says. “I go very quiet when I’m grumpy and I drive Megan crazy with my fussiness about food. She, on the other hand, can be a bit too untidy for me. I’m usually the one picking her stuff up off the floor.”

Megan laughingly agrees with Dominic’s assessment. “I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to cook for him as well as his mother did, but I’ll keep trying,” she chuckles. She says Dominic has had to come to terms with her Chronic Fatigue Syndrome and he’s learned to recognise when his wife needs ‘time out’.

And Dominic has caught the music bug from his bride. When he’s not tinkering around the house, he can be found practising chords at Megan’s piano. Megan is teaching her husband to play and he relishes the opportunity to give his engineer’s brain a rest. After just six months of lessons, he has three pieces under his belt and hopes one day to make beautiful music with his wife. “The house is always filled with music,” Megan’s protégé enthuses. “I’m forever grateful I met my beautiful wife on the train.”

“People always say love will find you when you least expect it,” says Megan. “Our story proves that you never know where or when you’re going to meet ‘the one’. He might be just around the corner or…” she pauses, eyes shining, “on the next train.”

Words: Josephine Brouard. Photography: Andrew Lehmann. Hair & Make-up: Ruth Sebire.

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