Leuji How PM and I met would be the prequel. :-)
we met on a course and sat next to each other, lots of sparky arguing, went back to find we had been allocated rooms next to each other (residential course) went to dinner, only one seat left at the table, next to him. went to the bar for a drink - one by one people peeled off leaving us drinking alone. I went downstaisr to the loo and was accosted on the stairs by a potato, 'alright darlin! wow! look at your tattoos, you're gorgeous! can i buy you a drink?' me: oh. umm.
thank you, thats very kind, I'm afraid I'm upstairs with my husband.
ran back upstairs and told PM in giggles (bit drunk at the time..) potato comes over to the table to chat, 'you've got a princess there mate, you treat her right and don't let her get away!' PM takes my hand in his, interlocks fingers and promises he'll do just that. 
we sat up on a bench in the grounds of the training school until 4AM. next day we're both ridiculously hung over, constantly filling silly little cups from a water cooler for each other, everyone there thinks we've done it and when i kick over my water because i'm a terrible klutz, he went and got a paper towel and cleaned it up. wham that was it.
now.