Our Love Story

Our story started on a balmy August evening in a Covent Garden wine bar, after James “accidentally” liked the first person he saw on Hinge. Something about his story of once spending five hours in a bookshop but never having been to a nightclub seemed to appeal to her as well.

After an evening of wine and political history chat over increasingly cold pizzas, James passed the gentleman test with flying colours when he walked Mel (both clutching takeaway pint glasses of red wine) back to Kings Cross through the dark and dangerous streets of Bloomsbury.

It was to James’ great surprise and delight that Mel wanted to go on a second date just two days later, and it wasn’t long before Mel had effectively moved into James’ flat and made it a home. And the rest, in the words of one of their favourite podcasts, is history.