I'd just proposed to my girlfriend
on the spot we first met, just outside the London Eye.

I had a ring. I went down on one knee. She said yes.

Bystanders clapped.

A Belgian businessman asked for my email address so he could send me the photos he'd taken of us.

A busker was playing "Is this love?" by Bob Marley, so we gave him a tenner for him to play it again so we could dance.

We ran, laughing and jumping through the streets, telling anyone who cared how happy we were.

We drank port in Covent Garden and planned our future together.

We caught the tube, where a young man in white sports gear spat a sizeable glob of mucus at us because she has more melanin in her skin than I do. My immediate reaction was to think "I don't want to live in this country any more" - something I've never thought before or since.
( teedyay, Sat 31 May 2008, 19:46, 4 replies)

:(
Always some chav c*** ready to ruin your day. The photo is sweet, your fiance is beautiful. I wish you all the happiness in the world. Don't let scum bring you down.
(resurrection_mary cannibal_ferox, Sat 31 May 2008, 21:33, closed)

What do you call one chav in an incinerator?
A start.

Awesome skills on the proposal - your other half looks very happy in that shot. Good luck to you.
( Colonel Boris "...a desperate Buzzfeed imitation...", Sat 31 May 2008, 22:01, closed)

Don't know how long ago this was...
But congratulations! The guy who spat is NOT the majority of us - we couldn't give a flying fuck what the skin colour is. I just hope the wedding and the rest of you life went/is going/is going to go as well together as the first 7 paragraphs.
(Potty Jag har smör i min rumpspringa, Sat 31 May 2008, 22:16, closed)

It was December just gone.
Wedding's in July. Thank you. :)
( teedyay, Tue 3 Jun 2008, 20:25, closed)