A quick check of one of the more authoritative sources, the Victorian government Birth, Deaths and Marriages website for one, reveals all the bridal couple need to know. Namely that both parties need to be over 18 years of age to be married in Fiji and the marriage is recognised in Australia, but not registered. So if Nicole wishes to change her name she will need to do so by deed poll back in Victoria.
Enough serious stuff - let's get to the fun bits and Fiji's prettiest flower-girl, who almost outshone the stunning bride. Do not be fooled into thinking a tropical beach wedding is a thrown-together affair. Planning has been going on for months and the many guests frocked-up for the occasion, despite the heat and humidity. Heat and humidity did not deter the bride, the mother-of-the-bride, sister/come bridesmaid, and flower-girl Siena from having the full make-up and hair job. I saw the salon ladies head into the bride's bure late morning and not emerge for several hours. All the effort was well worth it - they all looked resplendent. 
Nicole was accompanied to the beach side setting by her father, flanked by fearsome Fijian warriors.
We are not actually sure of the exact role of the warriors, but I expect that if Drew had failed to emit a convincing "I do" he would have been beaten to a pulp.
Without labouring too much on the mushy bits it was a lovely ceremony, and I was impressed by the celebrant's words that a good marriage was not just about choosing the right partner, but also about being the right partner. I was equally impressed when the celebrant told Drew to get rid of his sunglasses when it was time for the vows; he was an excellent no-nonsense chap.
Jack managed to fulfill the ring bearer role with a degree of dignity - well as much dignity as you can muster when only 18 months old and nanny is giving you instructions on what to do with the rings "Ta for daddy". 
The beach became the reception area when tables, chairs, buffet, drinks bar were all set up on the shore. We enjoyed spit-roast pig (well not Alistair who stuck to the veggies) and the usual speaches and cake cutting ceremonies, and fortuitously the torrential rain stayed away until these pleasantries had ceased. Various locals have told me that rain at a wedding is auspicious, signifying good fortune, fertility and a new start. We had buckets of rain that night, so I expect plenty of good fortune for Drew and Nicole in their new start. But fertility ? Well, while we all adore Siena and Jack, (and there is always more love for a new baby), I think we are all content in the expectation that the new Fletcher family in now complete.
