“Every love story is beautiful,
but ours is our favourite.”
Long before there was an “us,” there was Fulham Reach in Hammersmith — one of the sites Adam’s company looked after, and where I happened to be working. He was the engineer who kept the place running, and I’ll admit, I was always a little fascinated by that messy, just-rolled-out-of-bed hair of his.
For almost two years we crossed paths this way — friendly hellos, the occasional chat, nothing more. Then, finally, he made his move with all the romance you’d expect: he asked me out, and promised he’d give me a Snorlax if I said yes — (yes, the big, sleepy Pokémon). Was it a good strategy? Not really — but it worked. The Snorlax sealed the deal.
Because, well — Snorlax. How could I say no?
And the rest, as they say, is history. We cannot wait to celebrate it with you.
Adam & Claudine
P.S. Munchlax, Lina, Pebbles & Ashe also send their regards.
They were not asked. They insisted.
