Monday 16 March 2009

Let me tell you a story...

For those of you unfortunate enough not to get the Shropshire Star newspaper, I thought I would share with you the first few bits of a story that was on the front page over the weekend. The bits in bold are from the story, the bits not in bold are my own thoughts. Yes, I'm about to go "Fire Joe Morgan" on your asses, deal with it.

A 30-year-old Shropshire man whose girlfriend saved his life when she realised he was having a stroke because of a high-profile television campaign told her: “You have given me my life and I am giving you my heart.”

A beautiful tale, I'm sure you will agree. I myself have seen the F.A.S.T adverts - they are very good and clearly work, judging by this instance. And what a romantic thing for the guy to say! This is all-round splendid.

Owain Wyn-Jones asked Laraine Adams to marry him...

Ignore the rubbish names. The man is obviously very grateful, and has asked his girl to be his wife. Quite right too, as a) she saved his life and b) she's kinda cute! (see below)

...in Camelia’s Tea Room in Shrewsbury

What?

Owain Wyn-Jones asked Laraine Adams to marry him in Camelia’s Tea Room in Shrewsbury just days after he nearly died.

In a sodding tea room?! Jesus wept. I can only hope that this tea room is special to them, otherwise this is ridiculously lame. Put some effort into it man, jeez.

And before you ask, yes, I have already decided where I will propose to the future Mrs Ewarwoowar (if there ever is one, it's doubtful). It would be quiet, romantic, peaceful and absolutely fucking freezing.

http://www.shropshirestar.com/2009/03/14/the-girl-who-saved-my-life/

1 comment:

  1. Nice to see the article has been read, but I would like to point out that Owain had been out of hospital for 2 days after suffering a Stroke when he proposed. Not sure if you saw that bit of the article.
    I'm guessing you don't know many people who have had Strokes but if you had, you'd be aware that unfortunately Owain can't fly for 4 months, therefore whisking me to Paris to propose on top of the Eiffel Tower is out of the question, as is pretty much any sort of travel - he can't drive again until he gets an all clear from the doctor - so no travelling to a romantic spot somewhere on the Coast either, where it's 'quiet, romantic, peaceful and absolutely fucking freezing.'
    Also, just to reiterate HE HAD A STROKE!!!! That means very little energy, difficulty in walking and talking, weakness down the left hand side and a degree of brain damage.
    It's nice to know you think we are worthy of comment but to be honest I think until you've grown up a little, keep your comments to yourself. Prat.

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