Having both been separated for a few years, we lived together and bought a house together so I rather pre-emptied him by saying one day "I suppose we might as well get married then" (Ever the romantic, me). He then said that actually he had been planning to take me away to propose somewhere romantic like Prague, but I ruined that! We then thought it might be an idea to both get ourselves divorced first. So the actual proposal occurred at the park and ride when he said "I got my decree absolute through today so will you marry me?" Not even on one knee 