The Proposal

Last November on National Strike Day, I awoke in my bed to the smell of fresh toast accompanied shortly after by an abrupt popping sound as it was no doubt catapulted into the air and caught promptly by a plate.  

As my mind began to wake and my vision came into focus, there was a well planned knock at the bedroom door. As it opened I was presented with a figure made up of two legs and the biggest bouquet of flowers I had ever seen! A face began to emerge from amongst the petals and leaves and a mischievous smile followed.

In silence, Mr Wolf, walked into the room and placed the flowers on the floor beside the bed. Barely able to contain his excitement he turned and half walked, almost ran out again. Seconds later he was stood over my bed, tray in hand with my breakfast perched on top. As I sat up and composed myself trying desperately not to shout out ‘Where is it!’, he placed the banquet on to my laps and raised his eyebrows. As my eyes poured over the feast before me I felt like a queen peering over her riches; salmon on toast drizzled in freshly squeezed lemon, mountains of assorted berries with a dollop of Greek yoghurt and 2 bakery fresh croissants guarded by a tiny jar of strawberry jam and a colonel of butter resting on its knife.

In my haste I had failed upon first glance to notice a small leather box sitting amongst the giants that surrounded it. In an almost ‘Carry On’ fashion I performed a comedy double take before gasping over-dramatically. I opened the box and to my utter delight, there looking back at me was the most beautiful ring I had ever seen.

sorry for the rubbish iphone picture!

Mr Wolf took it out of the box, uttered his words and in an instance we were engaged.

We laughed, we cried and we ate.

With our bellies full of breakfast and butterflies, Mr Wolf offered to take me for a drive to the south east countryside. How could I resist? Without realising, he drove me to Devils Dyke; a beautiful bit of green located in South Downs Way, named after the huge dry valley that moves through vast grassland that seems to go on forever.

We stood at what felt like the top of the world. The awesome gusts of wind swept fiercely over us, but we managed to stick out the cold long enough to make out the Isle of Wight in the distance and gasp at the seagulls trying to fly in such gales. We raced each other to the car and we were off again.

It was at this point that I thought we were going home to enjoy the homemade Broccoli and Parsnip soup we had slaved over two nights before and were still enjoying (I cannot tell you how much money that soup saved us!). A well calculated wrong turn by Mr. Wolf led us to the seafront where we enjoyed watching the tremendous waves crashing onto the bank and proposing to each other again and again followed by outbursts of incessant giggling (I guess you just had to be there).

As I walked back to the car, a tug from Mr. Wolf suggested that lunch was not to be had at home today. As I followed behind him curiously, The Ginger Pig came into sight and my eyes widened like a child’s on Christmas morning.

He ate:
Smoked goose & foie gras salad with chicory, pickled cranberries, gingerbread crumb, pecans & truffle dressing.


roast breast of pheasant with pheasant & smoked bacon crumble, roasted root vegetables, walnuts & sherry


I ate:
Crayfish & brown shrimp cocktail with shrimp toastie & confit fennel mayonnaise.

Roast garlic & potato croquettes buttered sprouts, chestnuts, celeriac puree, sweet beetroot relish & red wine vinaigrette

Our bellies were full once more. We waddled back to the car and made our way to the South Laines. After walking off lunch, we marked the end of the day with Cake at Angel Food Bakery and Champagne at Riddle and Finns. 

When we arrived home, we sat in silence. Still absorbing the events of the day, Mr. Wolf expressed his sadness that it was over, I then proceeded to remove my ring and told him to ask me again…

I’d love to hear about how you were proposed to. Perhaps you were the one proposing? Either way, do give me a shout!

Mama Wolf

-Owwwww