03.09
2009
2009
I’ve proposed twice, but never married.
The first time should have been at the top of one of the tips on Central Forest Park in Hanley, because that was where we first kissed as the sun rose one July morning. On the evening of the proposal, however, it was pouring with rain, so we stayed in the car in the car park. We both realised afterwards it had been the wrong thing to do, so we separated amicably.
The second proposal was many years later, to a different person in completely different circumstances, but that’s a story for another time.