Saturday, 15 April 2017


It happened at Sharon’s wedding.

The venue was magical, the children cute, the vows heartfelt, the kiss passionate. I thought the bagpipes were a little over the top, but the groom was a proud Scot…

But it was during the reception that I noticed that she was getting quieter. I was worried it was the bridesmaid thing blowing up again, but then I glanced at her phone as she started making some sort of list.

On the drive home, she told me that our wedding had to be better.

I was years from being ready to propose.

I was stuck.

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