Matt is birthed. Yes, he has always been this stylish.

Emily is born. She didn’t stop doing jazz hands until she was eight.

Our first snog, caught on kiss cam at our local student night at the Viper Rooms. How romantic.

Matt asks Em to officially be his girlfriend on Facebook. Love in a social media age.

Matt cooks his famous Chorizo Bean Stew for the Bates household. A regular Jamie Oliver (hold the turkey twizzlers).

Our first adventure outside of the country to Prague, courtesy of our student loans.

We hand our dissertations in together. We had slept around 5 hours in the month prior.

We move into our studio flat and it feels like our own little palace. Shame about the ‘eccentric’ landlord.

Matt sets up a lockdown treasure-hunt style proposal in our studio flat, featuring a murderous teddy bear.

We survive lockdown together in our tiny flat without killing each other. Matt’s hair however wasn’t so fortunate.

We move in to our home! Matt becomes a regular Nick Knowles.

We take on our biggest adventure yet. Parenting.

We officially give notice to marry. What you can’t see here is that we're both wearing Wales Rugby tops in the middle of Twickenham. The things you do for love, eh?

The transformation is complete. We are one.

We become cyborgs?

Us at our 20th Wedding Anniversary!