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Mine asked if I wanted a cheese and pickle sandwich. Probably the worst pick up line that ever worked.

"Have you seen James?"

Remember it clear as day.

He was carrying a guitar and his school bag at the time.

No, I was about a week old when we first met

"Hello, I'm here for an interview".

The meeting's in there.

Separated now but DS knows clearly how we met.

"Sorry!" as he repeatedly stomped on my toes at a gig.

"Ooh Tom Petty"

"looks like your doing fine on your own"

"Have you got any maths books?"

I think it was "Hi...I'm Dan"

How boring....

I remember our first proper conversation was about Stephen King though as he was at my house (we were having a party, he was a friend of a friend) and he saw my two shelves full of his books.

'Are you ok there?'

(Shouted up as sat with my legs dangling out of my third floor uni halls)

Happy days

To paraphrase..... "Hi I'm your best friend's new boyfriend"

"You need to put your shoes on or leave"

You looked bored.

Just after he kissed me. He was right I was being talked at.

*as I sat

Those shoes are fabulous!

They were. And I married him.

'Erm, if you want to go out sometime...erm...ring me!' He was hiding behind his long hair, thrust his number at me and ran off. I was 17 and with my dad (working on his market stall!) at the time.

He had seen me the week before leaving the market, pressed up against the glass of the back window of my dads bright green mini metro van where I had been carefully stashed behind the stock. God I must have looked irresistable!

Oh shit. The dog bit me. Hey, you speak English, right?

I was fourteen and so was he, and my mum and step dad ran a B&B type thing in Swedish Lapland. We were friendly and stayed as pen pals and occasionally his parents would come back nearby fkr a holiday. We are still together, ages later. But only boyfriend/girlfriend from about seventeen when he went to a university nearby (he to Malmö in South Sweden, me to Copenhagen, it is easy to get a train across to Malmö using the bridge crossing the divide!)

And yes I spoke English. And he needed stitches. He was annoying the dog though, so completely his own fault,

Love TeaJunky's - all nostalgic!

And Pseudo - you minx!!

Can't remember mine - probably Hello!

Not quite the first but most memorable:-
"Is your dog called Oscar because he is wild?"
My reply was,"No he is named after a character in Sesame Street who lives in a dustbin!"

The very first was ,"How do you do?"

Along the lines of "I'd like an application pack for the History job please"

"Is that your car?"

"Hi"

I had been transferred to the office where he worked, and was being shown around and introduced to everyone.

Dull, or what?

Hallo. Nice to meet you at last...

Dullsville, Internet date.

"Don't worry about him, he's pissed", and it's our 20th wedding anniversary on Wednesday