I got down on one knee and said, ‘Seven years ago, we made a wish we’d be together forever. Today, I want to make that wish finally come true. I love you, Becka. Will you marry me?’ We then had a day of beach hopping and champagne and a couple’s massage on the roof terrace. We didn’t want anything fussy or too colourful for our wedding. We love simple, chic and rustic looks. Our venue was a 19th-century finca at the foot of the Sierra de Tramontana mountains, surrounded by almond, carob and olive trees.