Romantic Proposals

Today Mr B and I are celebrating our twentieth wedding anniversary! It’s hard to believe so many years have gone by since we tied the knot. We had a trip down memory lane this morning and got the wedding album out and had a giggle at our hair and the size of everyone’s glasses!
7 August 1993 me and Mr B

It also got me thinking about when he  had Popped the Question the previous year. It was the thirtieth of August, the day after my birthday, and our first night in Rhodes. We’d rented a tiny apartment a five minute walk to the beach and with views of the sea. After dinner al fresco and a walk on the sand, we headed back to the apartment and took a bottle of wine out on to the balcony. The sky was lit up with stars and the moon cast a golden glow across the sea. It was possibly one of the most romantic settings I could have wished for.

He seemed a little bit fidgety, but I put it down to sunburn. Then, out of the blue, he asked me to marry him. I was sitting on his lap at the time, so getting down on one knee was out of the question. My first reaction was a gasp of laughter followed by, ‘Do you mean it?’ He had meant it and both of our eyes filled with tears as I said that yes, I would love to marry him.

To my delight, he retrieved a small box from the pocket of his shorts. Inside was the most gorgeous diamond ring, he took it out and slipped it on to my finger. It was a perfect fit. It meant so much that he had chosen a ring for me and I love it today as much as I did then.

So now over to you, leave me a comment below, I want to hear all about your romantic proposals, come on don’t be shy!
Cathy Bramley
By Cathy Bramley

Cathy is the author of the best-selling romantic comedies Ivy Lane, Appleby farm, The Lemon Tree Cafe and A Vintage Summer. She lives in a Nottinghamshire village with her family and Pearl, the Cockerpoo. Her recent career as a full-time writer of light-hearted romantic fiction has come as somewhat of a lovely surprise after spending eighteen years running her own marketing agency. However, she has always been an avid reader, hiding her book under the duvet and reading by torchlight. Now she thinks she may have found her dream job.

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    Isabel Rogers 7 August 2013 at 2:34 pm

    Congratulations! Now let’s see … my first was walking along Cheyne Walk in London late at night. Alcohol may have been involved. My second was in a basement listening to some amazing Rachmaninov. (This is beginning to sound like Cluedo.) My third was in a poem. My fourth was in … private. Three were from my blokes at the time, one was from me. All four were accepted, though not necessarily at the time (one took over a decade to be answered). Two actually resulted in weddings. Complicated enough?

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    Cathy Bramley 7 August 2013 at 3:54 pm

    Yes – extremely complicated! And I can’t believe one of you kept the other dangling for ten years! That’s taking playing hard to get to the extreme. Thanks for sharing Isabel!

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    MrsT 9 August 2013 at 1:10 pm

    Just after sunset on a beach in Thailand with a storm blowing in. I wasn’t expecting it but he’d already spoken to my parents. He’d taken me to Thailand because it was his favourite spot in the whole world. He was twitchy when we arrived, I thought I wasn’t living up to his expectations of sharing this special place with someone. He told me later, he was just nervous to get it ‘right’- a moment to remember and share for the rest of our lives.
    I said YES!!!

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    Cathy Bramley 9 August 2013 at 5:06 pm

    Ahh! He sounds like a keeper! I’ve never been to Thailand, but it’s on my bucket list. Thanks for sharing Mrs T!