Piling around the bar with my mates, we each ordered a cold pint.
The local girls liked to dance on the side-lines, but a smiley woman caught my eye.
Growing up in the Whitby area, I lived on a farm.
Although the long hours were something that took a bit of getting used to, the socials were great!
There would be a variety of things on every single week – dinner dances and summer BBQs.
At the ripe age of 20, I met Cath, then 17.
We had been attending the same Young Farmers events for months, I plucked up the courage and finally got talking.
She also lived on a farm in the local area, so we already had a mutual background, and we got on like a house on fire!
She was so bubbly, funny and someone I wanted to be around.
Knowing she was the one, we
