Shane and I nearly never met! My folks own a taxi and mum picked him up from the navy base one day. She had this awful habit of giving male passengers my phone number and blabbing on about having a single daughter Too embarrassing!

Anyway, she did that routine on Shane, and he rang! We arranged to meet at a cafe, but I couldn't find him, he couldn't find me, so we both went our separate ways and got angry at each other. Later we worked out that I was waiting outside and he was waiting inside and our paths probably crossed but we didn't realise it. We finally hooked up the second time and became friends. We were briefly involved but it didn't work out and Shane disappeared for about three years while I did other things.

Then a few years ago, he got in touch with my folks and sent a letter on the really dodgy premise of returning a music tape and we started talking again. By this time he was five hours away so we only saw each other every three weeks. When he was transferred I moved to Sydney so we were only two hours away from each other. Now, usually only about two seconds from each other. It's a huge joke that my mum picked up my fiance for me!