What lovely stories you all have, I've been sitting here in tears. I've just been saying to my husband that we don't have a romantic story.
I met my hubby when I was 17, I had been out with a big group of friends from school, but had just been barred from a pub for having no ID, the whole group were chucked out, anyway my friend and I thought it would be a good idea to hide in the toilet until the others had left so that we might be able to stay. I had been due to go to a party at a friend's house and thus wouldn't have needed to get home. Upon telling my friend Pam this, she said don't worry, we will skip the party, and her boyfriend would come and pick us up and take us home- no worries I thought and off we went to the toilets to hide out for a while.
Lo and behold when we emerged from the bathroom the barmaid caught us, turfed us out on the street, and Pam had rung her boyfried who said he wouldn't give us a lift.

This meant that I had to phone home at about 1am, get my parents out of bed, and not only ask my mum to come and get me, but also had to admit that I was not at a party but out in town.
Pam and I were standing outside this pub waiting for our lifts (she was getting a seperate lift because we'd fallen out over the whole thing) these guys came over to talk to us, and the one that was chatting me up was the most horrible sleazy guy and was really scaring me, to get away from him I started chatting to his very shy friend, who was just standing back obviously embarrassed by his friend (this was my hubby, the shy one

) I was only really interested in talking to Craig for that little while, so that his mate would keep away, soon enough my mum turned up to collect me, and I was still annoyed with Pam so left her with these guys. I never expected to see Craig again, but by way of revenge Pam gave him my number. He then proceeded to stalk me for a few months, begging for a date, I wasn't keen, but eventually I agreed to go on a date with him in the December, we'd met in September. I went on one date to the cinema (to see Zoolander- worst film ever) he didn't pay me in!!! ( I still give him stick for it after all these years) and he didn't even try to put his arm round me, so all in all I thought the date was a total disaster, and had no intention of seeing him again. He turned up a few days later having bought me a CD I'd mentioned so I decided to give him a chance.
We've now been together for more than 8 years, we're married and have a daughter aged 1 and another baby due in May, it definately wasn't love at first sight (well not for me, but he says it was for him) but I can honestly say that I truly believe that he is the other half of me, I have been through so much in the past few years, and he's always been there for me, I know he would do anything for me, as I would for him. The thing I love most about him is that he is a fantastic father, and I feel truly blessed to have found someone who is such a fantastic husband and father, he may annoy me a lot, as I am sure I do him, but I can put my hand on my heart and say that we will still be together in 50 years time, we've come through a lot already and are at the other side stronger, so I know there is nothing that will break us.