How did you meet your DH

Oh what lovely stories, happy, sad, rueful and fascinating! Good thread, Cheelu! My man used to help out in the local youth club. We got together when we were seventeen, and married at 21. The usual ups and downs, I suppose, but I still love him, and we've been married for 38 years. I do point out to him, however, that the highest divorce rate is amongst the over 60's, so he'd better not rest on his laurels!

Holiday romances can work
DH was on holiday with his cousin in Italy and I was with a friend.
I spent the first evening with his cousin! Next day friend and I swapped, shameless hussy I know.
Fortunately we only lived 1hr train ride from each other back in UK After a year he moved to my town. Been married since 1975

A bit off subject but it does seem that a lot of us were quite young when we married. I wouldn't want mine to have married so young.

I noticed that too Moved but in the 60s not a lot of people lived together without getting married so it was the only way we were going to get a decent sexlife

on the beach during a thunder storm! i am terrified of storms, he was my good knight!!!!!!!!!! and the rest. that was in 1971 and we were together till 2010 .when he died.x

I met DH at a friend's 21st birthday party. I thought he was quite nice until he got up on stage (he knew the band) and started doing an Elvis routine. I left - hastily. Two days later he turned up on my doorstep, full of apologies and promised never to do it again. He was lying!

met D/H across the sweet counter in Woolies when I was 14 and a saturday girl and he was 16 have been married 44 years next week. Both our children married youn also which is why I have atrwenty year old DGS and four mixed others ending at 14 for the twins. Glaf JO4 thinks a bit of 'cover' is ok as you get older as I seem to hace aquired quite a bit!

I was 16 he was 17 and we met at the local dance hall, we have been married now 45 years and still love him as much if not more.
I feel I have been very lucky.

I was working at two jobs as I was going to Canada (all booked for the following month) - I cooked every evening in a coffee bar and one of the chaps asked the waitress (also going tovCanada) and I to a party. We met at the top of the road to catch our first bus but I suggested we went to the cinema as it was pouring with rain - I suddenly said 'No, I might meet my fate'(I don't know why I said that because I intended to leave the country) - two more buses and we were there! But we were so late one of the blokes was a bit tiddly but asked me to dance - he left to lie down so I went home with someone else! He found me and after seven days we were engaged - never went to Canada!We had four children and were together for 38 years - he died very suddenly........

We met sometime during our first year at University at the sailing club. We were both just part of the sailing club crowd.

A year or so after we graduated DH bought a sailing dinghy and needed a crew and he contacted me because I lived locally. At that time he was engaged and I was going out with someone else. Approximately three years after we graduated and with both our relationships ended it took us just six weeks to go from helm and crew, endlessly arguing (any dinghy sailorss among you will know what I mean) to getting engaged. The only people surprised by this sudden development were us. All our friends said they had been expecting us to get together for years, what puzzled them was why it had taken us so long.

45th wedding anniversary is in mid-February.

Lovely stories. I met my DH on my first holiday without my parents when I was seventeen I went to Blackpool with my friend. We had a holiday romance that has lasted for 38yrs. Who says holiday romances don't last?. He actually lived on the other side of the city to me just two bus journeys away and we used to go to the same dance hall on the same night but had to go to Tiffany's in Blackpool to actually meet.

My best friend who fancied him rotten introduced us, having told me she was the secretary of his fan club. (Excuse me?) He was superbly dishy though.
The three of us met up at the Busy Bee roundabout in Watford, which was then at the end (or start) of the M1 motorway. He walked me home instead of her. That was August 4th 1961, I was 14, he was 17. Two days later we were discussing marriage and children. Best friend never spoke to me again.

Snooze, you lose!

Oh my word,, these stories are all I thought that they would be! its so nice reading them....

I always thought that people that meet early, like at school, did not stand the test of time but obviosly not the case.

Sunday 28th June 1964. At 3pm that afternoon my Dad had died. My Mum and I couldnt bear to stay in the house that night, so my then boyfriend decided we should go with him to work. He was a guitarist in a pub band. We sat quietly at a table, not drinking just listening to the music. Suddenly, a gang of merchant seamen, fresh off a long haul tanker, piled into the pub. They didnt cause any trouble as the evening went on but were a bit loud and merry. The band decided to play Oh Mein Papa as a tribute to my Dad..... I lost it and fled to the ladies in tears leaving my Mum sitting alone. Managed to compose myself as quickly as possible and on my return discovered my Mum, totally soaked in beer all down her cream coat and this sailor on his knees in front of her mopping her down and apologising for his tipsy friend, who had tripped and soaked her from head to foot. Mum, sat there with a straight face the whole time....I on the other hand dissolved into fits of laughter and with tears streaming down my face went outside to calm down. When I came back the sober sailor was sitting chatting to my Mum... that was Eddie, the father of my two daughters and probably the craziest man I ever knew...

what a lovely story ravenmad.

Aaah Ravenmad what a lovely story. I could picture the whole scene in my imagination .

And I am humming 'Oh mein papa, to me he was so wonderful, oh mein papa, to me he was so good' ...

I should have included in my post that the girl who arranged our blind date had met her boyfriend when she came home with me for a weekend so we were both responsible for the other one meeting their husband and we are both still married.

I met my late DH on a blind date. My friend was going out with his cousin, they both had Saturday jobs at Woollies! We met when I was 16 and married 6 years later. I always blamed him for not doing very well in my "O" levels!! We were married 24 years before his untimely death. I met my present DH on an internet dating site and we have been married 41/2 years.

I met my late DH on a blind date. My friend was going out with his cousin, they both had Saturday jobs at Woollies! We met when I was 16 and married 6 years later. I always blamed him for not doing very well in my "O" levels!! We were married 24 years before his untimely death. I met my present DH on an internet dating site and we have been married 41/2 years.

I was eighteen and Tony was in the army stationed in Germany(he was 25) I worked for Boots Chemist in Clapton London .A friend bought in the girls romantic comic called Valentine, where they asked for girls to write to soldiers as penfriends. So four of us wrote.We all had letters back. Tony wrote to me every day, then we met face to face Christmas 1963 got engaged 3rd Jan 1964 and married June 27th 1964. Next year will be our Golden wedding anniversary.

He was working at Head Office of a property developer as an architect and used to visit us at a local office down in the sticks. We lived in the same town, he was married, no children, and then she upped and left, so that's when I stepped in! Lived together for a year and married at the end of 1973. 38 years, 3 daughters and 6 grandchildren later, he died in 2012.

Gally.....both in the right place at the right time, for each other.

I was his secretary ! That was 35 years ago.