Twenty years ago we met for the first time. It almost didn't happen. I was in my third year at college and was living in halls of residence, with a room opposite my best friend Jo. One of the first year lads who we were friendly with was celebrating his 21st Birthday and asked us along to the pub to celebrate. Of course not ones to turn down a party invite we said yes, however all our other friends were going to a different pub and we sort of wanted to go with them. However we had said yes so felt we should go, reasoning if we got fed up we could find the others.
So off we went for drinks at the White Lion Pub at the bottom of Putney High Street - a popular student venue at the time. Well said first year had invited along some of his friends from home and one of them was hubby! I don't exactly think our eyes met across a crowded room but he did spill his pint of cider over me, causing us to discover a mutual love of the apple flavoured nectar. He bought me a drink, we started chatting and the rest is as they say history!
So twenty years on, we are still together - now married with two lovely girls. It hasn't always been easy but I could not imagine life without him and can't really remember how it was before he came along. I'm sure at times we drive each other mad but he is always the person I turn to and I hope we spend many more years together.
PS I did try to find a picture of us together from our early days but it seems that we did not take any!
6 comments:
Awww how lovely to find out how you met, and that you've been together twenty years :) Wishing you many many more happy years together :)
I love finding out how people met..great story!
alison xx
Great story! I spilt a pint of cider on my husband the first time I met him too. Here's to many many more years together for the pair of you.
What a lovely story :) Here's to the next twenty.
Fab story - how fate weaves a web for you eh?!
That is such a lovely story
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