Me and my partner met on a very rare night out, as Marc worked every other weekend and I was a new mum. We ended up chatting at the bar, as we were both newly single. We got on so well as we both has a child from a previous relationship, so we had a common ground to chat about. Marc asked me out on our fourth date. The rest, as they say, is history.
Marc proposed when we were on holiday in Spain with out children. Marc bought personalised t-shirts for our two sons with "Will you marry me Daddy?" printed on the back. Marc took us for a walk down to the beach and told me to close my eyes. When I opened them, he was down on one knee with a beautiful ring and my two gorgeous boys had the t-shirts on. Well, one did, and one had a strop! But it was fine in the end as we laughed about it, and of course I said yes!