We also met at work in London, 30th November 1998, I was 23. I'd been in London for two months precisely after graduating that summer, and had joined several friends already living there, sharing a flat with a friend of a friend. It was my second temping assignment - this one for a whole six months so some relative stability.
There were four desks together and DH was diametrically opposite me. We were working on different things but it was a sociable and young department, and coming up to Christmas there were quite a few Christmas drinks and shenanigans going on. At this point I was still off and on with an old boyfriend from university and definitely looking for fun and not a long term relationship. I remember at the team Christmas do future DH turned up late with a santa hat on. We had a bit of a kiss at the end of the evening after he walked me to the station, both having drunk rather a lot.
After Christmas he was seconded to another team in another office building down the road. I remember how kindly and well people spoke about him at his "leaving" presentation which created an impression at the time. Actually now we weren't in the same office we communicated a lot more. The email system was internal only and we would spend half our days sending flirty and daft emails to one another and would go out for lunch and a few times in the evening but just "as friends." I knew he fancied me but was taken aback when he declared undying love at the Tube station one evening- February 1999 by now. I remember that he said "I would go to the ends of the earth with you." I'm afraid I just mumbled something about just wanting to be friends and jumped on the train. But I thought about what he said a lot. We didn't see as much of each other after that. He was understandably a bit gutted by my reaction. About that time I did stop seeing the old boyfriend though. And thought some more.
Then I got another job as I wanted to get more legal experience and have a permanent job. I remember he sent me a postcard wishing me luck on my first day- by now this was April 1999. We still kept in touch - by phone (possibly text, I can't remember when this came in). I remember the first May bank holiday weekend came, and I went home to my parents and told my mum all about this boy, and I think over that weekend, away from everything, really helped me ponder about what I wanted as I didn't want to mess him about any more knowing his feelings, and that he wanted something serious. I contacted him and arranged a date - I remember being clear and saying "This is a proper date by the way" - for the evening when I'd be back in London - Monday May 3rd 1999. We went to a pub just off Leicester Square and DOT DOT DOT.
By September we were renting a place together. Two years later we bought a place, got married in 2004, had DD1 and DD2 within a few years and just celebrated our 21st wedding anniversary. I still have the postcard he sent me in April 1999 in a keepsake box.