Last Friday, I left home to teach my lesson with an engagement ring in my pocket. I hoped to give it away, but wasn't sure how. On the way to the College I passed a flower stall and an idea planted myself in the fertile soil of my mind.
So, after the lesson, I bought a nice big sunflower and stuck it in my rucksack – very visible to all. I had a couple of hours gardening to do, but arranged to meet Maria afterwards, nearby in the Botanic Gardens. When she arrived, she saw the flower and asked what it was. "I might have got you a present," I replied [note ambiguity] "But it's a surprise. Anyway, presents are for after lunch."
We had lunch, surrounded by screaming toddlers, which I loved. Then we went for a wander around the Gardens. It was a gorgeous day, and worth being in the Sun for as long as possible, but I knew that Maria's two main love languages are food and warmth, so this was all calculated …
Then we sat down on a bench. Maria asked about her present. "Alright then," I replied, pulling the flower out of my bag and holding it behind my back, whilst also bringing the ring out of my pocket and holding it behind my back as well, "but it's a surprise. And you'll have to answer three questions first."
Question 1: 'Are you the best girlfriend in the world?' Answer: 'Yes.'
Question 2: 'Am I the best boyfriend in the world?' Answer: 'Yes.'
Question 3: 'Would you like to marry me?" Answer: 'Yes.'
"Cos if you do," I continued, bringing out the ring, "you can have this!"
Good work, David.
The nicest thing (to me) was that, after this exchange, Maria asked me if I'd like to marry her as well, making it a bit more reciprocal and a bit less like me dragging her along in my direction, if you know what I mean. Mutual propositions. Oh yes.
And since then I've actually been pretty ill, but I'm getting there now.