🎙️ The Love Story of Megan & Josh
It started, as many great romances do, with a dog, a bad coffee, and an online dating profile that listed "hiking" as a hobby (neither of them hike).
Megan had just moved to Bristol, bought a French Bulldog called Gary, and joined Bumble after three glasses of wine and a motivational speech from her housemate. Josh had swiped right on her because of Gary. Megan swiped right because Josh looked like he knew how to make a decent cup of tea. Reader: he did not.
Their first date was at a café where Josh ordered an oat flat white but forgot to ask for "oat", so Megan spent 20 minutes watching him pretend not to be lactose-intolerant. They laughed the entire time. Gary judged from under the table.
The second date involved bowling. Josh lost. Badly. Megan says he was a sore loser. Josh says he "let her win". Neither has let it go.
The moment it got serious? Possibly the time Josh looked after Gary when Megan had the flu and sent hourly photo updates captioned "Captain of the Couch Patrol" and "Guardian of the Lemsip". Or maybe when Megan drove three hours in the rain just to surprise him after his nan passed away. They both say it felt easy—and that's how they knew.
When Josh proposed, it was in their kitchen, with fairy lights strung up, a pizza in the oven, and Gary wearing a bow tie. Megan didn't say yes straight away—because she was crying, laughing, and telling Josh off for leaving the ring next to the garlic bread.
Today, Megan says Josh is the only person who can calm her when she's spiralling and make her laugh when she wants to cry. Josh says Megan is his safe place—his person—and he'd marry her in a Tesco car park if that's what it took.
Thankfully, today's venue is slightly more romantic.