How it happened
Until I met my wife-to-be I had never asked a girl out. Either we'd fallen into a relationship or she'd asked me. So I wasn't quite sure what to do.

So I was at some do at college when this huge girl turns up in a white all-in-one thing (it was the late 80's) and starts bouncing around all over the place. Well, I was impressed even if no one else was.

A few months later and I find myself in a position of power - I'm selecting people to be in the chorus of a show: they need to sing and dance. The big white-suited girl turns up wheezing (she'd just had an asthma attack) and limping (recovering from broken leg). Strangely she gets a role in the chorus.

But even my enormous conductor's baton doesn't impress her and as far as I can tell she's ignoring me. So I do the only decent thing and sulk.

Months pass and I'm playing in a rock band at an open air concert. Finally I pluck up the courage and ask 80's girl to come to the concert to hear me play. She turns up just as we finish the set. I'm so hyper that I overcome my natural shyness and, well , somehow we end up snogging all night in the middle of a field.

Unfortunately she's leaving the country the next day for months. This is in the time before e mail (shock) so we exchange letters. But when she returns she moves in with me. 7 days later I ask her to marry me. She says it's too soon. So 3 months later I ask her again and she says yes. And the rest is history.

Aah. Excuse me while I go into a romantic reverie.

And see - no alcohol or drugs: right kids?!
(Smale is stuffed, Thu 28 Aug 2008, 21:36, 1 reply)

Aw! what a lovely story.
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( girlinthehole, Thu 28 Aug 2008, 21:37, closed)