Well today is the day when Magaly would like us all to share stories of Love. As ever I had planned to make an art piece to celebrate the first time I met my hubby. I dug out my treasure box(took me ages of rummaging cos I'm ashamed to say I had forgotten where it was!)
It is an old chocolate box...the first "posh" box he bought me :D
Inside. lots of treasured 1st memories
In one envelope, a collection of 1st tickets;
Bus tickets to our first date, visit to cinema( I asked the usher if I could keep them undamged :D), nightclub entry, the paper bag that held the first box of chocs he bought me(Terry's All Gold)...and I tissue he wrote his first love not on and left under my pillow :D Aaaaaaw!
In another envelope, his button hole from our Wedding day...
And then memories from our first meeting.
It was my 19th birthday...there was a college trip to London, and my ex-tutor invited me along(I had left college because my mum was expecting). I needed to buy an outfit for my cousins wedding, so I went along. My younger sister(17yrs old) wanted to go too :S So I agreed. We are not very similar personality wise, but there would be a coach load of people to entertain her lol.
(birthday card from Harrods)
On the coach we met up with a male friend of mine called Chris, who introduced us to his friend Patrick. Patrick seemed nice, so I spent the day trying to pair him up with younger sis. She was wanting to join me on nights out and was "cramping my style". I thought if I found her a decent bloke, she would go out with him instead lol
(The boys called me George in those days :D)
Because we were clothes shopping, the guys went off on their own, and bought me a card and a chocolate lolly from Harrods
(the lollies were cheap because it was 2 weeks after valentines lol)
...and a helium filled heart-shaped balloon :D
By the time we arrived back in our home town, I had succeeded in pairing up Patrick and my sis, but when the guys wanted to take me to the pub for a birthday drink, she went all prim and proper..."but it's after 10, we should be going home." It was my birthday!!! So I told her she could go home...I was going with the guys. They were great company(nice blokes), and thought they'd done something to offend her. I assured them they hadn't, and when the pub closed Patrick offered to walk me home while Chris gave some other friends a lift to the next village.
It was a beautiful still evening...we chatted amiably, and didn't even hold hands. When we got to the front door, he asked if I would like to go out with him on a proper date sometime...I said "yes...when?"
He said "Tomorrow?", I agreed :D
One gentle parting kiss...and 30 years later we are still together :D
Oh gosh...I got all teary reading this back on preview hahaha :D
I always say He is the best birthday present I ever got :D
Enjoy :D XXX
