Within minutes of being introduced, me and Rob, then 20, were cackling with laughter.
It was December 1999 and we were at a friend’s 21st. Rob was a larger-than-life character, and I don’t just mean his personality.
Yet while he wasn’t slim, he was gorgeous, with kind eyes.
As we glugged beers and teased each other with flirty banter, I knew he was someone special.
We became an item and I soon learned that Rob’s big passion was food.
At the time, he worked in catering and whipped up amazing creamy curries, delicious cheesy pastas.
Only, I couldn’t cook.
Struggled to even rustle up meat and two veg.
