It’s a cliche. But it was love at first sight. It was my very first night out at University in Scotland. I was miles from home and I knew no one. Armed with gin and some over zealous freshers we ventured into the unknown…the Student Union. I sat down at a large table, it soon filled with eager newbies wanting to make friends. We drank, we laughed, we drank more…we laughed non-stop. And then it happened.
He walked in with five or six friends, I clocked him. Someone in their group happened to know a guy on our ever expanding table, and the male group joined us. Now this is where one shouldnt judge…I got up, went over to him, and asked if I could buy him a drink. He accepted, we went to the bar, I charmed him with my intelligent wit, dazzled him with my smile and flicked my hair now and again.
He then told me something that to this day I still dislike him for.”I have to warn you, when girls like me, they realllly like me”. Well. I stood there quite shocked, in my head I had a small debate whether I should walk off now, or stay to prove him wrong. Unfortunately he was right as I’m marrying him in less than three weeks. Five years on I can still remember that night so clearly. The night I met my husband.