A romantic weekend in paris – and a huge surprise!
Hearing all about our couples’ engagements is just one of the perks of the job, and we’ve heard some great stories over the years. I am often asked what would you want on your wedding day, how do you visualise yourself getting married, and the answer is always the same – I would have to be engaged first! Unsuspectedly, that was all about to change when my other-half and partner of 10 years proposed a romantic weekend away to The City of Lights…
Paris was magical. Wandering around the tree-lined streets, gazing at all the amazing sites (think: Eiffel Tower, The Louvre, Arc de Triomphe, Champs-Elysees, Notre Dame), shopping (of course) and oh em gee the food (especially the Macarons) and the wine! We really had spoilt ourselves. I was blissfully thinking to myself just how lucky I was to have found my best friend and feeling utterly relaxed and for once switched off from work (a rarity!).
The sun was shining, and the wind gently blowing the crisp autumnal leaves from the trees, as we set off for a walk around the gardens of the Palace of Versailles. We had headed for the woodlands by the grand canal and I was happily in my own little word gibbering on to Alistair about some new project I had on my mind when I realised he wasn’t by my side. I turned to see him on one knee, and at that moment my whole world stopped; my best friend, my rock, my number one supporter of 10 years Alistair asked me to marry him!
Paris will now forever hold a special place in my heart… and at least I won’t have to worry about finding a florist for the wedding!
love, sarah x