My most romantic moment: I thought my boyfriend had indigestion. He was actually about to propose

I don’t go on many holidays. As a freelance journalist, I’m always paranoid about being forgotten by the time I’ve set up my out-of-office. But in late 2019, I figured I would run that risk. I booked a trip to Naples with my boyfriend, Ben. We found an Airbnb, planned a trip to one of the nearby islands and meticulously mapped out all the best pizza restaurants within a 20-mile radius.

A week or so before we were due to leave, however, Ben put his back out. A last-ditch attempt to snap it back into shape via a trained professional only made things much, much worse. At this rate, he wouldn’t be able to leave the house, let alone the country.