We particularly enjoyed looking for Hoffs which are small gardens shared by a number of houses or flats and often behind a closed door in a wall between buildings.
It was in one of these tiny, serene, peaceful, magical little places that Simon asked me to marry him. I said yes, I've been waiting to say yes for fifteen years, so I didn't need a second thought. Mum and Dad were in on the secret and had been for weeks-so there part in it was giving the children a lovely holiday whilst we enjoyed the rare and precious chance to be simply together.
This morning we found a ring in the jewellers a few yards from our home. This ring picked me, it made me shake and my stomach lurch when I put it on, though I wouldn't have picked it out in a million years the ring wanted me. It is second hand and I get very good feeling from it, like it wants to see another wedding and long marriage. It has Rubys in too, which are my birth stone, I feel like a very lucky person, blessed by the love of a good man and the support of a kind family.
Here are Simon and I about to set of yesterday to the wedding of some good friends. We had a brilliant tine, and I managed not to cry the whole day.