I’ve been married now for eight years and have two children, Felix, seven, and Max, five. And every day I feel incredibly lucky. The way I met my husband Mark is so unusual, I still find it hard to believe.
I fell in love with him on my commute – the 8.21am train from Hitchin, Hertfordshire, to London’s King’s Cross.
For four years, I’d made the same journey to my job at a magazine, sitting in silence surrounded by commuters, longing for the journey to end.
But in July 2003, my commute became the highlight of my day. That was when I set eyes on “Train Man”.
He was walking down the platform and I thought he was unbelievably handsome. He had olive skin, dark hair and deep brown eyes…
