My boyfriend and I had known one another for almost three years. He knew that Valentines Day was my favourite holiday, (even more than Christmas,) so on Valentine's Day this…
Written by Louise Holt Last updated: August 21, 2006
Mark and I met whilst travelling independantly in Australia. I had travelled there following a ‘broken heart’ and I was at travelling alone.
I met Mark towards the end of my ‘year out’. Mark was returning home via China and Australia following two years working teaching English in Japan! I boarded an ‘Oz Experience’ bus at Brisbane, half was through travelling up the East Coast of Australia, having had my first ever ride on a motor bike and having had the back tire blow out, hence all Mark could recall about the first time he saw me was a ‘flurry of blonde hair and a purple top!’
Our romance began a week later on Fraser Island, the largest sand island in the world! I was supposed to continue my travels to NZ but decided to follow Mark home after New Year in Sydney.
We moved in together after 6 months and he asked me to marry him 3 and a half years later in the middle of a club, on bended knee, where his brother was Dj-ing.
When I said “YES” he slipped a ring he wore off his little finger and onto my wedding band finger!
Our wedding on 30th June this year