i proposed to my wife in my mum & dads house, she was feeling unwell and i just wanted her to be happy and put a smile on her face, so i asked her if she would like to be with me for the rest of our lifes ie marry me.
Not the most romantic of proposals i know, but its the thought that counts not the venue or expense.
We both worked on the buses. He the driver me the conductress. We were going down a very steep incline with a river at the bottom. Tell me the date of our wedding he said or this bus goes over. I saved 42 people that day. 36 years later I sometimes wish I hadn`t. Very romantic eh.
Christmas morning, bearing in mind I'd lived with him for 8 years, I opened my prezzy from him to discover he'd bought me a book!!!! I was fuming, but didn't say owt.......after several hours of my sulking he almost threw the ring box at me with the words "I was going to propose to you on New Years Eve (Millenium) but i'm not putting up with that effin' face for a week- so here!"
He'd spent all his money on my ring- so could only afford a 'token' prezzy hence the book- did I feel a cow or what?
How was I supposed to know a beautiful engagement ring was coming eh? From where I was sitting, the guy who was supposed to love me had bought me a book for christmas, and not only that, a book I'd asked for!