“I always imagined it [getting married] would be with someone called Dave. His hair would be brown, with a short back and sides and he’d look like one of those Next Directory Catalogue models. He’d be tall, well built, well hung. Joke. He’d cuddle you to death, making you feel small in his arms. He’d thank you for making him his tea and wouldn’t spend too much time necking lager.” - Billie Piper; Growing Pains.