A nervous sleep, and then Sunday arrived. Rain, bastard sodding rain all morning. Things were not looking good.
An afternoon sat in the garden. The rain had stopped, a barbecue was held. Then sun, glorious sun, and a suggestion of taking a walk.
Arriving at a secluded spot in the Ashdown Forest, Winnie The Pooh was no-where to be seen. Instead, there was one of the best views in England; a picnic spread; champagne; strawberries.
Taking her hand, the family heirloom ready to be placed, I asked her the question, down on one knee.
And Ania said... YES!
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