Monday, 24 August 2009

The Engagement Story

We went away for the weekend (it rained and rained and blew a gale)
Having slept under canvas we woke up to see the sun
We went to the beach
O disappeared (I was distracted by breakfast)
O reappeared we walked to the beach
I was distracted by the beautiful view and having the sun on my face
O grinned like he'd escaped from a mental asylum
He pointed at the ground where he'd written in the sand
"Will you marry me?" 
I grinned like I'd escaped from a mental asylum


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