Well finally I am officially engaged. It was not so much a surprise for me as I have known it was coming for some time ever since my dear other half scouted out ideas for rings from me and with a few initial consultations with my jeweller in which I talked about what I liked and didn't and the concept I wanted for my ring (sparkly, uplifting and wrapping and nurturing, much like a birds nest).
I was told to be dressed and glamorous by 4pm and he picked me up half an hour later (definitely a gentleman to give me extra time to figure out just how those suspenders I bought for the occasion fitted together with the lovely vintage inspired stockings with cuban heel)
He drove me to Woolwich which is where we had our first real conversation and our first kiss together. I was asked to get out of the car and go down to the Pier. Along the way I passed three ladies who commented on my rather glam appearance for an afternoon stroll and I just blushed and mumbled something about being led on a mystery tour led by my boyfriend, they smiled and nodded and went on their way and I stood at the pier waiting.
He followed shortly later with a bunch of a dozen champagne roses and a picnic basket containing a bottle of baby moet and chandon and two ritzenhoff champagne glasses (full points for not resorting to plastic for the occasion.) He got down on one knee and read a little poem and proposed to me and my ring is just heavenly.
Afterwards we went to Sepia for dinner and enjoyed a long degustation dinner with many delightful dishes and beautiful matching wines before retreating home.
At the moment my head is spinning trying to keep on top of various plans, I am going to Japan for two and a half weeks in only two weeks time, so I want to start planning the wedding in full speed but I should focus on the trip first but it is hard to focus right now.