SAME SAME WEDDINGS MAGAZINE LAUNCH EDITION 2018

“Our first date (which also happens to sum up our entire relationship), really was a whirlwind and the hours flew by because being in each other’s company was simply a pleasure. I didn’t want it to end. Neither did she.

This was different and we both knew it. Nothing has changed since that warm summer’s night, but we sure have packed a lot into our relationship.

It was like when we met, life really began, in a way that we could have only ever imagined.”

THE PROPOSAL “I knew I wanted to marr y Kate from the moment I met her, but of course, I played it cool (just kidding, I didn’t at all, absolutely ever yone knew I was mad about her). We planned a trip to Tasmania in July 2017. Kate was really excited about it and I thought it would be the perfect time to propose. I knew she wasn’t expecting it and I wanted to surprise her. Kate is such a thoughtful person; I wanted to do something just for her, that would be so special she would remember it forever. I asked for her Mum and Dad’s permission which I’m pleased to repor t was happily given. Then, with the help of some ver y lovely strangers, my plan was in place. I suggested to Kate that we get some photos taken while we were down in Tassie, afterall the scener y is stunning and we’d bought our house at the end of 2016 and still didn’t have anything to hang on the walls. Kate agreed it was a good idea. The morning of the proposal, we woke up to a winter wonderland.

I unfor tunately also woke up with the flu – what timing! Kate couldn’t understand why I was so upset that I was so unwell, after all we were just going to have a couple of pictures taken and then go to lunch. She suggested we just cancel. Of course this was not an option in my books, so Sudafed and tissues in hand, we left for the photos – perhaps it was just ‘in sickness and in health’ star ting early! After a couple of photos, the photographers (who were sneakily in on my plan) suggested that we visit Willie Smith’s Apple Shed - a beautiful old shed on an apple orchard in the Huon Valley, normally open to the public, but on that day, open just for us. I was shaking with ner ves, Kate thought I was cold, so she took my hand, it was clammy, which I conveniently blamed on my fever, and she was none the wiser that we were about to walk into a beautiful setting just for her. We walked in, there were candles and fair y lights ever ywhere, and on the table, a letter addressed to Kate. It was my proposal. Of course I had learnt it off-by-hear t, but I wanted her to have it to keep. There’s something romantic about handwriting, and writing notes and letters to each other has always been an important part of our relationship.”