We met sometime in our first year at university. We were both members of the sailing club. But this was no university romance.
We graduated, went our separate ways, but for a few years after we graduated, ex SC members met at the Boat Show each year. DH acquired a boat and needed a crew, so at one of these meet ups he asked me if I would crew for him.
Anyone ever been a dinghy sailor? if so you will understand. After 18 months of being shouted at, sometimes sworn at and generally being blamed for everything to do with the boat and its crew, we ditched our then current boy/girl friends and after a six week courthship, got engaged and married six months later. We had known each other 7 years, with a 2 year gap in the middle.
I reckoned after 18 months of crewing for DH, I could survive anything being married to him could throw at me. I was right, 52 years together and still going strong.