A Proposal Story

A Proposal Story
If you hadn’t guessed by now by my endless tweets and statuses about it, I’m engaged! I asked on Twitter if anyone would like to see a proposal story and the answer was a resounding yes – so here we are. 

It happened whilst we were on holiday in Rome (pictures of Rome to come soon) and I’d told a few people that Steve had been acting a little weird before the holiday and I didn’t know why…Now I do!

Steve kept looking for little restaurants that were tiny, personal and romantic but shockingly (in Rome!), we could not find one – or rather, he could not find the perfect one. At our hotel, the main restaurant was situated in a courtyard with parasols over some of the tables. We’d had lunch there when we’d first arrived at the hotel and both of us had said how much we loved it – being able to eat in the sunshine without leaving the hotel? Bliss. We’d also had our evening meal there a couple of times – sitting in the cool night air by candlelight was definitely something special.

On the final night, I decided I wanted to start packing before going for our meal, even though we didn’t leave until 6pm local time the next day! However, Steve kept telling me not to and to start getting ready. ‘We’re only going for a meal downstairs’ thought I and didn’t understand why he was getting so antsy. 

We got downstairs and ordered our meals (tomato & cheese pasta for Steve, gnocchi with sea bass for me) and Steve decided to buy a bottle of wine. We chose the one the waiter suggested and settled down for our meal. Jack was whingeing most of the time, the day had been tiring and he wanted to sleep but no matter what we had tried, he just wasn’t playing ball. It didn’t help that every time the waiter came over, he started giggling! 

My gnocchi was amazing and Steve asked if I wanted a dessert. I wasn’t going to, but I saw the dessert I’d had on the first night on the menu and had to choose it again…

This is a picture of the dessert from the first night by the way…

Our waiter, Nicola, brought the desserts out and they had those silver lids on them. I was in the middle of sorting Jack out so found it a little odd when he didn’t remove them and leave. I sat back down and he removed them – then he kept asking strange questions like ‘Did I get the right fruit on it?’ and stuff like that. I didn’t realise he was trying to get me to turn it round – to where he had hidden a little pouch that Steve had given him. I went to eat some of it and Steve bluntly told me to turn the plate around…


I asked ‘What is it?’ and I got my answer by Steve getting down on one knee…

Of course, I said YES
The rest of the night went by in a blur, the next thing I remember is going to bed! We did take a few pictures of the waiter and ourselves – he had been great throughout the week and was so great on the night – he even took these pictures! Miraculously, Jack stopped whingeing throughout the whole thing! Steve obviously has him well trained!

We haven’t decided on a date just yet but we’re thinking 2015 – unless we manage to come into some money. I’m selling loads of stuff on Ebay and in a blog sale to be put up later in a bid to start saving for it! Now to start buying all the wedding magazines….