How we got here
Eleven years, one very slow decision
We met in 2016 queuing for a fire door at a gig neither of us especially wanted to be at. Jae was holding two coats. Rowan was holding a pint of something that had gone warm.
There was a flat in Sheffield, then a dog called Biscuit, then a slightly bigger flat because of the dog. Jae proposed on a walk above Hardcastle Crags in the rain, which is why we are getting married about a mile from that spot.
We would love you to be there. There is a barn, there is a long table, and there is more food than is strictly sensible.
