Oh, okay.......
Here's my love story.
I met DH when I was looking for a job, once DD was at full time school.
I was introduced to DH via a mutual (my best friend) friend. So off I went with my CV in hand, well eventually, it took me two weeks to actually get round to calling him for an appointment.
Anyway, in I walk to his office and bang.
Thing is, I was single, he was at the end of a very messy seperation.
So, we were friends to start, not friends with benefits I must add 
Plus, he wasn't my previous type (fast car, loaded, fit as fuck a butcher's dog, taller than me, bad boy, how shallow was I?) at all, but there was just something about him.
We have been together 6 years yesterday, married for five this July.
We got married where he took me on our very first date, to a castle 
Flash git! 
Now, stop with all this mushy nonsense.
I'm about to eat. 