How could I have let Xmas pass without mentioning this.... but cast yourself
back to The run up to Christmas of 1981. I was just back from my first term at Southampton University due to meet an old school friend and a couple of upper sixth girls from the Frances Bardsley school in Romford, whom we both through knew via the local CND group , for a drink at the Ship in Gidea Park (consorting with non catholic girls, oh the humanity!).
ONe of the gils asked if they could bring along a rather quiet friend of theirs.I was happy for this to happen as there was no intention on my part to go on the pull anyway... And lot the quite girl in question was very quiet, slim and with very long hair.... I was smitten at first sight!
30 years later she is sat not far from me watching a recording of an Armstrong and Miller sitcom. She still puts up with my missing the toilet, my farting in bed (although she can match fart for fart!) and the same old shit repeated over and over again!
Who knows we may go mad one day and tie the knot, but several circles of Hell will probably have to freeze over first....