So this happened… out of the blue on April 13, Pete said: “Will you marry me?” And I said are you serious!? And he said yes and I found myself saying yes back and promptly fell into the wall during the ring bit – but that's another story. It's discombobulating but in a lovely way. See Pete's post for more articulate words. I expect he will produce a scribbled whiteboard brainstorm on how to nail this thing in June. I'm on honeymoon duty, naturally. 🙂