TWIST OF FATE
Standing in the concert hall, I could feel the music pounding through my chest.
It was April 2013, and I was at the Civic Hall in Wolverhampton watching my favourite band, Marillion, perform – a yearly tradition.
I’d met up with fellow superfans Trevor Tyers, then 44, and his partner Carolyn, 40, who I’d met through the band’s Facebook page.
What better than a night of good music and good company? I thought to myself.
The concert was spectacular, as it was every year, and so worth the 650-mile journey I’d taken to get there from my hometown of Bryne, Norway.
Not that I wasn’t used to travelling to the UK – my fiancé Pete Hamill, then 42, lived in Windsor, and I’d be over regularly to see him.
We’d been together for about 18 months, after meeting on Marillion’s Facebook page.
We were both fans of prog rock, had loads in common, and just a few months later, Pete asked me to marry him.
While a
