It's exactly a year since Joe Spencer told me he loved me as we walked down Oxford Road, before we detoured to Odder bar for a kiss that sealed the deal.
We have still to decide on what is "our song", though.
I jokingly tell people it's "Run" by Snow Patrol, a song that actually makes Joe physically sick. He's mumbled something about Adele, at which point I usually give him a slap. This seems appropriate though, as it was after seeing Ariel Pink that we declared our hearts' intentions: