“I know we never talked about this and you’re probably wondering what the hell I’m doing with a ring in my pocket but, bloody hell, Freya, I’ve known you for well over a year, and all I want to do for the rest of my life is argue with you and make love to you and keep you as my best mate…and my wife. You’re it for me, Cookie. Partly because I don’t think anyone else could stand me but mostly because I don’t want to sit and watch telly on the sofa with anybody else. I want to be old, grey, fat, and happy with you. Will you be fat and happy with me?”
