To wonder how your parents and grandparents met?

[Daisywellies]

In a world where so many couples seem to meet on line or through work it would be nice to hear of how couples met years ago when the internet didn't exist and people didn't work the long hours they do nowadays.

My parents met through friends; one set of grandparents met when my grandfather knocked my grandmother over with his bike outside the local library, the other when my grandmother served my granddad in a tea shop.

In a pub. I met DH in a pub. My sister and brother met their spouses in pubs. One nephew met his fiancee in a pub. My other nephew is single but regularly goes to pubs and meets people. My niece doesn't go out much and is single without much prospect of finding a partner.

My entire family owe their long term relationships to alcohol.

Grandparents met during the war when grandad was sent to Northern Ireland.

My parents met at a caravan holiday park bar.

I don't know how my grandparents met. My parents met when my dad was temping at an office - my mum was his supervisor! He was only there for a week and fell head over heels. He then went back to convince HR to give out my mum's address (would never happen today!!) and the rest is history...

OP the bike thing must be a scam. My grandad also knocked my gran over with a bike on a bridge. Other gran was a nurse looking after grandad when he came in for something relatively minor during the war. My mum and dad net at their cousins wedding. Mums cousin married dad's cousin.

My mum and dad met in a pub.

My maternal grandparents met on a bus and when he got off he winked at her and she stuck her tongue out at him.

My paternal grandparents met in a blackout during the war and literally ran into each other!

My parents met at school when they were 12 and 13. They were childhood sweethearts but then split up when I was 1.

My maternal grandparents met at the local social club. Introduced by a shared friend.

No idea about my other grandparents. My grandfather died when I was a baby and it has just never came up in conversation.

LOL Cherry.

Some lovely romantic stories on here.

Mum and Dad were working in the same Manchester factory during the war. Her parents met in a cinema when he offered her his seat as it was full! He always said glumly "Daftest bloody thing I ever did!"

My parents met at university. DF's college choir borrowed women from DM's college.

Maternal grandparents were colleagues I think (teachers) but in the late 40s/ early 50s women teachers gave up work on marriage so they weren't colleagues for long.

Actually I don't know how paternal grandparents met - must ask DF. My granny met DF's stepfather through mutual friends.

DH and I met at university (sort of - mutual friends whilst at university).

My Mum's parents both meet during the Second World War while they were alive their meeting was subject to the official secrets act. They are both dead now.
My Dad's parents meet at a hunt ball.
My parents meet when my mum arrived to take a seed sample on the farm it took five visits before my Dad actually paid any attention.

My parents met in a pub. She was 17, he was 24.

Of my grandparents I have no idea, but you've inspired me to ask my mam and it's a conversation I look forward to actually so thank you for posting.

My parents met on a bus. My mum's parents met through friends and I have no idea about the others.

My parents met on a Christian Endeavour holiday in North Wales. As my parents were 25 when they met and my mum's younger sister was already engaged, my mum's maiden aunts had already placed her On The Shelf and there was quite a bit of disquiet in the family when she started seeing my dad.

My maternal grandparents met at a wedding. It was wartime, and my grandfather, being a farmer, was exempt from national service. All the roadsigns had been taken down, in case of invasion - they didn't want to make it too easy for the enemy to find their way around. My grandfather used to drive to go and see my grandmother, and had to find his way through unfamiliar countryside with no roadsigns.

My parents met at work in the mills. He was a supervisor, she was on the shop floor.

No idea how any of my grandparents met as they all died before I was born and it's never been mentioned.

My PIL met at church.

Me and DH met in the pub. He was the customer, I was the one serving him!

My parents met in a coffee shop one cold winter. (Dad was sitting on a bench next to the only fire and Mum went and plonked herself down next to him.)

I don't know about my maternal grandparents but my paternal grandparents met at a dance hall.

Are we related? My grandmother deliberately stepped into my grandfather's cycle path in order to chat him up

My parents met because my dad was going out with my mum's boss. He came to pick her up from work one day, and she was running late. dad had a restaurant table booked and took Mum instead.

My GPs met because GM taught ballet to my gF's (much younger) sisters and he used to go and pick them up.

No idea how my other GPs met.

I have no idea how any of my grandparents met. Long dead so can't ask.

My parents grew up around the corner from each other in a city. They started dating when she was 13 and he was 16. Quite the scandal at the time apparently.

They've been married 54 years as of a few weeks ago.

My parents met at work.

My paternal grandparents met at work too. My maternal grandparents were set up by a matchmaker when Granny decided to marry. She was 37 and it was 1948. She was a very unusual woman.

My parents met in a pub on New Year's Eve, before then bumping into each other again in a disco near by.

My paternal grandparents met when my Grandfather was a lodger with my Grandmother's Aunt.

I don't actually know how my Maternal grandparents met. I know he was still in uniform and not long back from serving in India, but no idea how/where they met.

My parents met at a dance, the galteemore in West London, popular haunt of Irish immigrants.
My maternal grandparents met at dance too and some of my great grandparents were 'matches'. Like arranged marriages.
My paternal grandparents arranged their first date and my granny stood granddad up. He went to her house, met her dad and they became firm friends. He promised her dad on his death bed that he would always look after her and he always did. She gave him an awful life, he would have been better off going on home when he was stood up, of course then I wouldn't be here.

Parents met at a hospital shooting club. Grandparents, no idea how paternal grandparents met, but maternal grandparents met abroad, she was working as a receptionist at a local hotel for 'pin money'. He booked in with his father. They had a wild affair. She got pregnant. He loved her to pieces (I've seen the beautiful love letters) but was already married, however, it was all set up so that she could keep the child (my mother). She ran away (by boat) met up with him in North Africa, ended up via most of Europe in England (he was English) and lived together in sin until the first wife died in the 1960s. They went on to have four more children, two of whom died. They stayed together until Grandad died in 1978 at the age of 80. I found all of this out in 2011, the year before she died at the age of 99!

My parents: at Sacha Distel in cabaret, Brussels in the mid 60s.
My maternal parents: both worked in the same shoe factory in the 30s: my nan's surname was Hall, and my lovely grandad sent her a note asking her out addressed to 'OnIlkelyNan Awl', as that's how everyone pronounced it - he thought that was her name!
My paternal grandparents: no idea but was probably an arranged marriage.

In the war, one of my nan's cousins worked in a cigarette factory, and the women used to put little notes in the boxes sometimes to entertain themselves: she put her name and address into a packet asking if anyone wanted to write to her, the bloke who bought the packet wrote back, they started up a correspondence, met, and ended up married for 40-odd years!

dad was a local, mum was here on holiday.

My grandparents met at a dance in the ballroom above the pier.