"Hold on a sec," she said, getting her phone out and swiping through for a few moments before smiling. "I took this the night she proposed," she said, turning the phone so Geri could see it. Sat on the other side of a candle-lit table, a neon coloured Eiffel Tower in the background, with her head resting on her hand was brown skinned young woman, curly black hair falling haphazardly over her face. "Her name is Lydia, she hates that I took that picture cos she nearly slipped over trying to get down on one knee, hence the state of her hair." She smiled. "But I thought it was the most beautiful I'd ever seen her."