Now some of you I’m sure love a good proposal story and some of you would rather scratch your own eyes out, hence the very obvious title of this post. If you’re the latter then please feel free to continue browsing elsewhere, I won’t be offended. Putting this down in writing is a little selfish really as I’m worried that one day I might forget how special (and quite funny) it was. So here goes…
So it’s Valentines day, Tom doesn’t do V day and neither do I really but when he asked me if I could cancel my dinner plans with one of my closest friends as he wanted to take me away for the night I could hardly say no! And yes I did book dinner out with my friend on Valentines day… romantic huh! Anyway he picked me up from work and we raced or attempted to race through crazy Bristol traffic trying to get to Bath as apparently we had to be ready for dinner for 7pm, and well I need a good half hour at least in front of the mirror to spruce myself up for such an occasion. After me telling a story in the car about how someone had asked me if I was married yet and managed to have a row about the traffic we finally pulled up outside the beautiful Bath Priory Hotel. It was idyllic, apart from the storm brewing outside it was just perfect. We were then whisked upstairs to our room, ‘The Orchid Suite’ where champagne, flowers, chocolates, rose petals, the works was waiting for me. It’s safe to say I was a very happy bunny and had to of course show off the room as way of a facebook post to declare my excitement! This turns out, annoyed my future husband somewhat as the comments that followed seemed to know what was about to happen far more than I did…
After I finally turned my work email off and relaxed with my first of many glasses of champagne, it was time to go down for dinner. Little did I know that Tom was waiting for the right moment to pop the question and I ‘just had to reply to one more email, or I just need to top up my lippy’ sentences kept coming out of my mouth, it seems I’m pretty hard to surprise or so I thought! Now some might say didn’t you see it coming? You were in a beautiful hotel with the full valentines works and urm nothing??? Nope I really didn’t!
So we went down to dinner, where a 9 course Michelin star taster menu awaited! We do enjoy our food and especially a meal like this. It was just stunning, there were veloutes here and duck cooked in a water bath there, all washed down by a wine flight which is probably why the meal is all a bit of a blur now. Normally we like to photograph our food (yes we’re those annoying people) but being that our room was just upstairs and not wanting to be disturbed we left all technology in the room, and I can’t for the life of me remember what we ate, but it was delicious and we will be back (I hope).
After the most wonderful meal and a lot of giggles oh and another wedding related story that I threw in unknowingly (ooops!) we headed to the bar for a night cap before bed. Ended up chatting to an older couple from Weston-Super-Mare, they were very funny but slightly filthy so it mean’t we left pretty quickly!
Looking back I don’t quite understand why he made me /him wait so long but anyway! We went back to the room and I decided to take advantage of all the gorgeous products and the bath robe that comes with the room, so I unknowingly disappeared into the bathroom for what must have been at least 20 minutes! Sorry Tom! When I finally emerged make-up free, and moisturised up to the nines, he was sat on the huge bed with a glass of fizz in hand and the TV was off – this was my first clue!!!
We had a bit of chat and he was being unusually nice (2nd clue), and then suddenly to me and what seemed like out of nowhere he said ‘Emily Faith Burt… will you marry me?’ He flung his arms around me and muffled my answer (yes) with his hugging! I couldn’t tell if the hug was relief or emotion but whatever it was it was so special. Suddenly I realised that he had held this secret in all night and I’d had no idea, he’d played a very good game. My friends and family will vouch that I’m not easy to surprise!
He then launched into this story about the ring. The ring? I’d totally forgotten that there’s supposed to be a ring. I’ve never been proposed to before so the fact that he didn’t do it with a ring hadn’t even occurred to me. Apparently he’d been to collect the ring during his lunch hour and the card reader in the shop wouldn’t read his card, bless him! He then had the agonising decision about whether to do it or not, after stiff words from my future mother and father-in-law, he decided to go ahead and I’m so glad he did. I really couldn’t care less that I had to wait, what turned out to be 14 hours for the ring. As the following day we went to the jewelers and managed to sort it. A beautiful single diamond solitaire set in white gold. Just what I had hope for and very me. The boy did good.
I always said ‘Tom will never propose to me on Valentines day’ I always thought he would desperately want to surprise me and well this was probably the only way to do it! It worked and I’m head over heels! Can’t wait to be Mrs Woolley!
I promise not to write lots of posts about my wedding, well much!!
P.S As we drove away the following day he said, ‘so same time same place next year?’ I laughed, to which he answered, ‘no I’ve booked our room for next Valentines day’. Just gorgeous, I’m so lucky!