Verona. The "Juliet's Balcony".
There's this thing there where you write a love note and stick it up somewhere in the courtyard. On the wall, the tree, statue whatever. It's a sort of tradition. The place is covered in them. On our wedding day Wife and I wrote each other one and then swapped them before hanging them on the tree.

Write her a proposal before you go. Put it in an envelope with the ring. Give it to her there. She put's the ring on, you stick the note up for other people to go "Awwwww..." at, you go for a nice meal at any one of the many fantastic resturants, you have a lovely time and bid farewell to your sex life.
( baldmonkey a frothy foul-smelling vaginal discharge, Wed 22 Jun 2011, 14:00, archived)

fucking hell, thats a coherent post, by YOU! today is a day gone topsy turvy.
I was with you right up until 'bid farewell'
(Unstable-Dan looks like that bloke out of Scream, Wed 22 Jun 2011, 14:02, archived)

It comes and goes. Soz.
Wibble.
( baldmonkey a frothy foul-smelling vaginal discharge, Wed 22 Jun 2011, 14:04, archived)

fnarf
s'ok
(Unstable-Dan looks like that bloke out of Scream, Wed 22 Jun 2011, 14:06, archived)