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Christmas plans and preparations have certainly been keeping me very busy, and in the middle of all my card writing, present buying and christmas wrapping, something happened that came as a surprise.

A couple of weeks ago OH took a day off and we spent the day shopping.

We had a lovely time and to round it all off he’d arranged for my dad to babysit so we could go to the cinema.  And that is when I should have started to get suspicious.

Around one hour before we were due to leave he said, ‘Lets go for something to eat instead’. What! But we’d already been for lunch! And yet I still wasn’t suspicious.

An hour and a half later I found myself sitting in a gorgeous restaurant in Leamington called Queans. As we took our seats the waitress came over and said ‘Two glasses of champagne as requested.’ I burst out laughing, ‘Oh you’re such a Gigolo!’.

Still none the wiser.

We chose our food and it was then that things started to go really weird.

‘I’ve got something for you,’ he said ‘Though it’s not what you think it is’.

Now my heart was starting to beat faster as he placed a rectangular shaped jewellery box in front of me.  I tentatively opened it and inside was a white gold pendant containing four diamonds.

I instantly recognised the diamonds as the ones from both my mums and grandmas engagement rings. This started the waterworks off. Big fat tears rolled down my cheeks and landed with a plop on the table.

It was beautiful but I couldn’t help but think how I had always imagined the diamonds in an engagement ring. I was filled with happiness and disapointment.

Between the tears I sniffed, ‘I love it, but I always wanted these set in a ring.’

‘Maybe this will help’ he said as he went down on one knee. ‘Will you be my Queen?’

This time he gave me a ring shaped box, inside sparkled a gorgeous sapphire and diamond ring.

By now I was sobbing and from the corner of my eye I saw the waitress appear with our starters and just as quickly retreat as she laid eyes on a man kneeling in front of his wailing girlfriend!

Of course I said yes.

He then went on to explain how the diamonds couldn’t be set in a ring as they were all different sizes and he hoped he done the right thing. Of course he had, the whole day had been wonderful. He had obviously put a great deal of thought, time and energy into the jewellery as well as the day and the proposal.

I don’t remember much of the meal that followed, though I’m sure it was delicious.

The date is set, 12th November 2011, and so now the planning starts and what better place to document it all than here on my blog.

I hope you enjoy reading it.

P.S. We asked the owner of Queans why it’s spelt the way it is. ‘Oh it’s an old Scottish word and it used to mean prostitute’

Hold on….does that mean he asked me to be his…….oh it doesn’t matter!!!