We were staying at a sport centre, in rooms as far apart as they could put us. We were chatting in my room before dinner, and he suddenly said 'Are you going to marry me when I have enough money?' I told him that wasn't a proper proposal, and he would have to do better than that! After dinner we went out for a walk, and he did go down on one knee and asked me again. I said yes, but the following day he seemed to have had second thoughts, and disappeared. I found him staring into a waterfall, thinking 'what have I done?'
He decided he did want to take the plunge, went to see my father, who was very relieved I had at last chosen someone he approved of, and the following week we went up to Hatton Garden to choose a ring. We had only known each other two months, but are still together 48 years later.