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!