Throwback Thursday…Track 15

When my husband and I got back in touch after something like 15 years apart, we began by just talking by phone as mates. He went to see Arctic Monkeys and I remember him calling me when I was with my parents and I jumped up to run upstairs to talk to him for the first time by phone, all in a fluster as I obviously had a little crush on him already.
Turns out, he didn’t want to talk, he just wanted to play this song to me. I realised then that he might just feel the same way! Now, if ever we are out and this song comes on, we dance to it together – it’s very rare to see Gary on a dance floor unless it’s in Snobs nightclub.

Enjoy, Clare xx


Our Wedding Story

Bobby and I got married in August 2013, after 6 years together. Our day was the most wonderful days of my life, I’d never felt so excited, and my husband, family & friends made me feel so special, loved and cherished. It was a day I’ll never forget, and memories from our day pop into my head constantly, always bringing a smile to my face.

We first met in 2007, after finding each other on an online dating site. Our relationship blossomed very quickly, and it was obvious to those we knew that we were meant to be together (I know that cos everyone tells me so!). We moved in together after 18 months, and started making plans for our future together. And they were exciting plans too, a home, marriage, kids, the whole lot! We’d been planning to move back to the West Midlands (where I’m from) from Leicester (where Bobby is from), for a while, and when I got made redundant in 2009 it was the perfect opportunity to make the move. There was however, one thing we both wanted to do before we settled completely, and that was to travel. With the money from the redundancy we set off on an around the world trip for 10 months, and the trip solidified our relationship in ways I never thought possible.

It was during this trip that Bobby asked me to marry him. We were on a remote island in Fiji, sat on the beach one night when he bought over a couple of glasses of champagne, got down on one knee, made a wonderful speech about our relationship and he asked me to marry him! Overwhelmed with joy, I said yes, followed very quickly by ‘Have you asked my Dad?’. Of course he’d asked my Dad! Knowing how important he is to me, and how much his blessing would mean to me, Bobby had skyped my parents a few weeks earlier and asked his permission – all without me knowing! He’d also managed to buy the ring without me knowing too, and when you travel with someone you are together ALL THE TIME. No mean feat, and he pulled it off in spectacular style.

It was 2012 before we felt settled enough with home and work to start talking about planning the wedding, and after an impromptu visit to a wedding fair, we decided to get going on it! Within a couple of months, we’d booked the venue, the photographer and the accompanying suppliers so after a flurry of decision making, we then took a very laid back approach to the rest of the planning for our day. It was probably only the last 6 weeks or so, with dress fittings, meetings with the venue, meetings with the florist & cake company that we were back in full tilt wedding mode, and I have to say, the reason we did not get so stressed about it all is because we did it together. Bobby was definitely not one of those grooms that just lets the bride get on with it, he was involved in all the decisions throughout, and it was most definitely more fun that way! But more of that to come in our future Wedding Wednesday posts. Looking forward to sharing my experiences of wedding planning with you!

Suzy xx

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