It's lucky I had the opportunity to get to know him actually, as without Warren, I wouldn't have been celebrating St. Patrick's Day in The Miners, Garforth. It was here that a rather drunk David decided to sit on my knee and introduce himself. You can imagine I wasn't best pleased... But following a spot of small talk via Facebook and what not, I came to forgive him.
A few hours later, after watching a film that wasn't particularly entertaining, we walked out of the cinema hand in hand. He's a quick mover is Robertsy!
Over a week later we were "Facebook official".
Two months later David thought it was a fantastic idea to have my name tattooed on his body.
Four months later I decided to return the favour, ensuring his first name could be covered up if required.
Approximately, 32 months later he decided to pop the question while holidaying in Dubai. Caught me completely off-guard.
In January 2014 we decided that we'd make one of the biggest changes of our lives and move abroad, and since then we've been working and living in the UAE, figuring out how to be a grown-up couple together. It's been a challenge, I won't deny that, and certain events have occurred that have put extra strains on us. But now we're both in a place where we want to have our wedding, and we hope that you can join us in celebrating on the day.
