Forget Walter Raleigh.
Forget that pathetic bit at the end of Four Weddings and a Funeral – “Is it raining? I hadn’t noticed.” Pass the sickbag, quick.
This is what I call romantic.
True, it could have gone terribly wrong.
A bit of nose picking at the wrong time. A sneaky arse scratch while under surveillance. (You’ll see what I mean.) But isn’t that jeopardy part of what it’s all about?
I defy you to watch this and not be impressed.
But can you outdo Matt with an even grander/cuter/more daring story?
Or perhaps you have a cringeworthy memory of a grand romantic gesture that went badly wrong.
I may share one in the comments. We’ll see.