On October 4, 1988, we sat as a newlyweds in the brand new Wim T. Schipperszaal, equipped with a large turntable. On arrival we were received by many clicking cameras from, among other things, the Journal. And there was our wedding officiant: Ed van Thijn. Now he had many qualities, but marrying a couple also involves a lot of technique. A little too early, the mayor pressed the button and the platter began to spin. We had to hurry to jump on it. Everything came “into a new perspective,” said Van Thijn. “Sliding panels,” said the groom’s father.
A version of this article also appeared in NRC on the morning of December 21, 2021
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