How did you meet the love of your life.

I met my DH 53 years ago tonight at a BBQ. It was a wash out so we had the food and dancing inside. DH only had my name and knew where I lived so he looked me up in the Telephone Directory and phoned everyone with my surname. It took a while before I agreed to get married, as I was very happy how I was and didn’t want to settle down. I’m glad I did. ?

Intrigued to know why this is in Health! However, maybe it’s because still being with the love of your life after 50 years is good for your health! Wonderful, long may it continue for you.x

He was a patient.

My brother sold me for 2 pints in 1975 that was 34p. My husband said if you get your sister to go on a date I'll buy you a pint. Date when so well he brought him 2. After 29 years as a couple and married 22 years he died in 2004 aged 47. But we have 2 children and 5 grandson's . He lives on in their DNA.

At my first Uni dance. I thought he was with someone else, but he sought me out and we’ve been together ever since.

I was engaged as a secretary to my future husband by the Office Manager in his absence. The first morning I stepped into the lift behind him thinking what a fine man he was, not realising he was the boss.
He wasn’t very pleased with the appointment, I looked like Hiawatha as I was in my hippy stage.
Turned out we had things in common and he had tickets to a classical concert, together 45 years until he died five years ago.
No one like him.

Across a Far Eastern swimming pool. It took him almost 6 months to speak to me. That was 52 years ago.

Internet dating.

I met my husband to be through a local walking group. I was going out with someone else at the time who didn't want to get married and was seeing other women. As far as I know I was my husband's first and last girlfriend. We have been married for 33 years and have 2 grown up children. I suppose he is my best friend.

I was a student doing my teaching practice at the school where he was already teaching.

At a dance hall that was over The Odeon cinema, near to where we both lived.
I had gone with my school friend, we were both 16, and we both met our future husbands there.
He was a good dancer, and that was it.
We will have been married 60 years in September.

When I was I was in my early teens I had a very pretty best friend. If we went to a dance we would sometimes see two chaps coming across to us. I always knew that hers was the good looking guy and mine was his friend with the thick specs.

Then I met my best friend's older cousin who was far better looking than any of these guys and amazingly he fancied me.

Orlin went to a different school, he was a paperboy after school in our road. We were both 15 years old. He noticed me walking home from school as we finished half an hour after his school. Orlin sent a younger boy with a note asking me out. We arranged to meet in the local swing park, went for a walk, wouldn’t hold his hand cos he had warts, yuk.
Five years later in 1970 we got married and emigrated to Australia.
We have been happily together ever since. 56 years. 51 years married next month.

Haven’t met him yet and don’t think I will now…

I met the love of my life on the island of Ibiza 1977. I was previously engaged to a welsh boy. Finished our relationship packed my bags and moved to Germany to be with the love of my life . He died 7 years ago after 38 years of marriage . Beautiful memories .

still waiting! thought I'd got 'the one' couple of times but didn't work out'

Met in an operating theatre. He asked me out ( not sure what he looked like as he’d been wearing a mask when we met!) and 3 hours into the date he asked me to marry him. We were together and very happy until his death over 30 years later.
Remarried 6 years later after meeting ‘ on the net’. Very happy again.

September 1966, a social evening at a friend's flat. He was with someone else that evening, but alone the next time we met at the same flat. He walked me home, I felt relaxed and comfortable chatting with him. 55+ years later, I still feel relaxed and comfortable with him.

Blind date. I was on the rebound from someone who had turned out to be a bit of a rotten apple and I had a lucky escape. I liked a chap who worked in the same department as me and we got along, but he was engaged to someone else. Then he said he had a friend - would I like to arrange to meet him. I didn’t like him at first; I don’t think he was that struck on me either and we had absolutely nothing in common, but to my surprise, he asked me out again and we got married a year later. 55 years next week. He’s definitely a keeper!

We met at a party while at university. As you did in those days you asked where people were from and he said Africa. That was very intriguing.
We haven't looked back.

On a blind date on a car rally, he was the navigator and I had just turned 17, it was 1963.
We got engaged in 1965 and married in 1967 when I had completed my nursing training.

He’s quite a nice old bugger really

That’s lovely Witz and made me smile ?

Blind date.
Not Cilla’s show ?

He was a young graduate engineer and I was a secretary. I had to take him a copy of a telex (remember those?) and I think I told him off about something. He invited me to a party at the house he shared and that was that. We married just over a year later - 45 years ago.

In the days when employers put on buses to collect staff from outlaying villages, I got on and the only seat available was next to this guy who worked in the Chemical Labs. I worked in Shipping, eye locked, chatted away for the journey of about an hour, met for lunch and boom. Ya can't fight it. 30 years later, still together.