When I was younger, I was obsessed with grand public proposals. I would fantasise about my beloved taking me to see my favourite band in concert. He would then pop up on stage halfway through the show and ask me to join him up there. He would give an emotional speech about his love for me before going down on one knee and popping the question in front of a full house. I’d say “yes” with happy tears trickling down my face and we would embrace as the crowd erupts into cheers. Now that I am older and wiser, I don’t relish the thought of having a crowd of cheering spectators when I get engaged. Much as I enjoy being the centre of attention, such a proposal just sounds dreadful.