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'My Corduroyed Life' - Mark A's Journal
Erm… “Woah” would cover it!
That would be my engagement ring.
Last weekend was Manchester Pride, and in the somewhat euphoric state of such a festival, Rob asked me to marry him. I said yes. It wasn’t planned, it just kind of happened. We were in a market stall looking at stuff, and I pointed out the above wooden ring, and we both agreed that they were really nice. Suddenly, Rob asked me if I’d like it to be an engagement ring.
He finally managed it, bless him. He finally managed to find a way to make me speechless! After the initial shock, I nodded and simply and meekly said "yes." The morning after, the ring on the correct finger, we were sat in bed: I asked him if he meant it, and he hit me for even suggesting that he didn’t. We are very happy.
For those of you that aren’t aware, same sex marriages/ civil partnerships are going to be legal in the UK as of tomorrow! So when we do get married, we will, in theory, have as many legal rights as a straight married couple.
We’re planning on a long engagement by the way, and haven’t actually set a date. We want to move in together first, get a nice place, maybe even a mortgage before we actually get married. However, we’ve already decided that we’ll both have a best man, and that the ceremony will be completely religion free.
I am inexplicably happy.
With love,
Mark x
Current mood:
happy.