I was extraordinarily rude last night. You see, on a dance floor, just about the worst thing you can do is walk away from your partner mid-song with no excuse. It is tantamount to slapping someone across the face for no reason. And yet I did just that.
In my defence however, two friends had just walked in the door and the girl was holding up her left hand in a way that can only mean one thing – new engagement ring!
My partner did forgive me when he discovered the reason and was promptly informed that he would be being a groomsman, however, in the next 10 minutes he got dumped by another 3 dance partners as they each discovered what the commotion in the corner was all about.
There is something so incredibly wonderful about the news of an engagement. All the excitement, the love in the air, people just bursting with happiness. I’m glowing about it, I dare say the couple themselves are practically floating today.
This engagement was particularly romantic. It is not my story to tell, but needless to say, when we heard it the collective sigh from the girls was loud enough to make the groom-to-be jump, before we congratulated him on setting the bar so high for anyone who wants to follow.
Love in the air, now that is something guaranteed to make me smile!