Our Story

How we met

A housemate interview

We met in Brighton in 2015, on the doorstep of 11 Wyndham Street. Diana, Ioana's best friend at the time, was moving in that day, and Ioana had come along as backup, on the sound principle that nobody should meet a new housemate unaccompanied. Zak was assessed and, on balance, cleared. Diana will be at the wedding, which seems only fair.

A month or so later, newly together, we adopted the Sidewinder as our pub. Cracking quiz, and reasonably priced by Brighton standards. It lasted us a matter of months, because Raphaël, now Zak's best man, got thrown out for failing to produce ID and then, instead of going home like a normal person, snuck back in. A sore loss. We're calling him out here because he'd do exactly the same to us.

Ten years later

Same doorstep

Ten years to the day after that first meeting, Zak proposed in exactly the same spot, outside the same front door. Ioana said yes, and was generous about the staging. Two years on, we get to do the rest of it in front of you.

We've been in the UK the whole time and live in Lindfield now, all four of us, just up the road from where it started.

The other thing worth knowing about us is Eurovision. We host a party for it every single year, and this is not a passing interest, so consider this fair warning. It'll be played at the wedding, almost certainly past the point of good taste. And thank goodness it has stayed such an uncontroversial business all these years: a simple song contest, no politics anywhere near it, and never once a cross word between neighbours.