It was 14th February and a leap year.
I made my boyfriend his favourite stew in my bedsit (to put him in a good mood). I proposed to him, he jumped up to escape but I had locked the door. When he realised he had been trapped he agreed to marry me.
I don't know what would have happened if I hadn't locked him in.
We have been happily married for 49 years so I am glad I had plucked up courage!