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Our Story

How we met

Andrew's Perspective

Andrew and Beatrice

Andrew's Perspective

Our story began with a disasterous date. It was Monday, 4th of October 1993 and I had been out on a date that turned into one disaster after another. A missed bus meant a six kilometre run, a mutual friend decided to tag along when he spotted me and the restaurant I picked up was closed. She went home with the friend and I was left to pay for the meals. I felt the universe owed me a big dose of good luck after all of that.

Back home, I logged on to Internet Relay Chatting to share my tale of woe with my online friends. IRC enables you to textually chat to groups of people in rooms called channels. My nickname is allrite and my channel of choice was called #Romance. It should be said that there was very little actual romance in #Romance. It was one of the few larger channels where the people were generally friendly and the talk wasn't too offputting.

I was watching the conversations scroll past when somebody new joined the channel. This new user's name was blink and they responded to "hiya's" by giving the sender a *blink*. A quick "/whois" command and I saw that blink was a Beatrice Lang and was using an account at the University of Tasmania.

In a strange mood, and taken by this playful person's actions, I fired off a quick email along the lines of "I think I'm in love". Thankfully I got the address wrong, otherwise you probably wouldn't be reading this today. Instead I used a variation on a standard pickup line on blink. "What's your email address?" I asked, pleading that I'd never sent an email to anyone outside of my uni before. She relented, and I sent off a much more considered email.

I waited two days for a reply, but that night I dreamed of blink. When the email finally arrived it was full of :)'s and giggles. She said she was waiting for my letter and sent me a ---<@@. I didn't know what a ---<@@ was was. When Beatrice replied, saying that it represented a rose, I was terribly excited. I didn't realise at the time that her alter ego, blink, was a bit of a flirt!

We continued to chat via email and IRC, our conversations were full of laughter, the sharing of two crazy senses of humour. It was amazing how honest and unselfconcious we could be talking to each other via simple text. With each conversation my feelings for Beatrice grew stronger. I arranged for Interflora to send her a real rose and received in return the most wonderful, most exclamation mark filled reply ever. Soon afterwards I opened my letterbox to find a envelope containing a couple of photographs. I was delighted to discover that the wonderful personality I had been conversing with was beautiful too.

The final term of the year is very busy for university students. We had to cut down our IRC sessions in order to study for exams. We organised to hold a big IRC session the evening after Beatrice's last exam finished. However, on that night a large storm hit Canberra. Normally, I unplug the computer from everything during the storm, but that night I placed love over my PC. A couple of close lightning strikes caused extra characters to appear in my terminal screen, but still I kept on chatting, until, with an enormous crash, the lights dimmed momentarily. A second later they were back, but computer repeatedly froze upon rebooting. With incredible speed I whipped out the modem card and put it in my old black and white PC. It booted up, connected and... no blink! In fact nobody outside of NSW and the ACT was talking. I later found out that the very same storm had washed away our link to the rest of the world. It was an eerie experience, that feeling of being cut-off, knowing that the other was there, but unable to talk to them. Not until midday the following day was the link restored.

Beatrice's parents lived in Sydney and she was returning home for the summer holidays, so we arranged to meet there. I stood outside the Woolworths near Town Hall Station, waiting until a frowning face appeared in the crowd, then ducked into the supermarket. I followed her in, hoping it was just nervousness and not disappointment. Thankfully it was the former, and we spent the day wandering around, she trying to embarrass me in public. That night I was very excited that she had agreed to see me again the next day. We lay in the Sun on the grass of the Botanic Gardens, and suddenly our electronic passions extended themselves to the physical world.

Brief Biographies

Beatrice Lang

Young Beatrice

Beatrice was born in Penang, Malaysia, and lived in various areas of the country until moving with her family to Australia in 1988. She attended Randwick Girls Technology High School and universities in Tasmania before graduating with a Bachelor of Commerce (Finance) at the University of Wollongong in 1997.

Since graduation, Beatrice has worked at One.Tel and was there during its dramatic collapse. She now works in Credit Management at a major insurer in the city. She has one brother, Michael. Her favourite activities are reading, sleeping and looking after dogs, although she does not like taking Andrew for his walks due to the size of the pooper scooper required. She also likes teasing people and making people laugh. For a small person Beatrice has a big appetite, especially for unhealthy snacks and desserts.

Andrew Wright

Young Andrew

Born in Melbourne, Andrew spent the first 9 1/2 years of his life living in West Brunswick. At age two he was apparently reading medical textbooks upside down, asking questions about fallopian tubes in grade 3 and in trouble for sprouting too much medical knowledge in grade 4. It was about this time that his parents pulled him out of school and taught he and his 2 brothers at home (his sister is a later addition).

In 1984, after reading too many Grass Roots and watching "The Good Life" his parents decided to go on a trip around Australia. They made it as far as Rockhampton in Central Queensland and connected to the electricity grid rather than going solar. Andrew finished his 5 years at Yeppoon State High School before escaping to the Australian National University in Canberra to study physics. He then fell in love and transferred to the University of Wollongong, where he became their first ever recipient of a Bachelor of Mathematical Sciences (Mathematics & Physics) in 1997. Andrew then went on to complete a Master of Mathematics in 1998.

He has altogether way too many jobs, including running his own business, the pretentiously titled Allrite Mathematical Sciences & I.T.. Andrew now works as the Webmaster at the CSIRO's Australia Telescope National Facility. His hobbies include assembling computers, web design, science, science fiction, the piano, film soundtracks and train travel, managing to combine many of these activities into his work days.

Garden Irises

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