Okay, kids. Life-lesson time.
There are some good ways to propose marriage: You can get down on one knee; you can buy a fancy ring; you can take a trip to a tropical island; you can go to Paris. Any of those are great. You should absolutely try on of those.
There are also some bad ways to propose marriage. These include throwing your sweetheart into a basket and running away with her.
That’s pretty much the worst way to propose.
Just so you know.
“Fred, Fred, Fred, I’m sick of hearing about him!’ snapped Jess’s mum. ‘He rang the other day, and straight away you were off out to meet him. Haven’t you got any dignity? Any pride? Or will you just run off out at the beck and call of any Tom, Dick, or Harry?’
‘Well, I wouldn’t cross the road to see Tom or Dick, but if it was Prince Harry, well, now you’re talking!’ she said. Granny laughed. Mum looked cross and ran her fingers through her hair in a tragic and fatigued way.
I looked up and saw that Luke was shaking his hair out over the lake and tea was dripping out of it.
‘Oh my God, are you OK? I’m so sorry.’ I almost reached out and touched him, but managed to stop myself in time. ‘I prioritized the tea. I’m sorry.’
‘I prioritized the tea’ He started full on laughing which made me laugh, too. ‘Good to know you value me less than some tea.’