Re: Personality not looks
Hi again, Not sure if I have told this saga before. You know me, I talk so much and so often, I forget.
I've only ever been actually "in love" with two men in my life. My first love when I was only fifteen, and the other is the man I married.
Seeing as I was such a little princess, being the only girl, protected by my many brothers, now I think about it, it must have been pretty daunting for the local boys to ask me out, those that did, usually MOD scooter pals of my brothers, I quickly lost interest in them within weeks, they never seemed to have that complete special something that would make my heart race and want to keep seeing them.
(under no allusion some must have also felt the same way about me).
So, it was quite an eye-opener when I first met the father of my gorillas. I was living in London, it was 1974 and I 'reluctantly' went to a Post Office social club disco with my best friend and her boyfriend. I confess to feeling a bit of a wallflower as I had just broken up with my then-boyfriend at the time and everyone at the disco worth a second look all seemed to be accompanied by the fairer sex. My first thought was that I would stay for a while and then make my excuses and grab a taxi home. It wasn't in my nature to ever be a wallflower! My friend's boyfriend was a real sweetie though and took it in turns to dance with both her and myself.
I then noticed this guy standing with a group of people. He was gorgeous! slim, good-looking (naturally) brilliant white Ben Sherman long-sleeved open-necked shirt with cuffs neatly turned up,(definitely a mum ironed-shirt) and jeans.
I kept waiting for some girl to return to his side, but no, he seemed to be on his own! yeah!.
I asked my friend's boyfriend who he was (he knew everyone) and he told me his name, he also mentioned that he too had just split from his long-term girlfriend and moved out of their flat and back home with mum and dad for now. (even better).
After that, I tried to catch his attention. Sometimes I thought he was looking my way, other times I thought... Is he even looking at me? anyway, it was my turn to have a dance and it turned out to be a fast Motown sound which was perfect for my friend's boyfriend to show off his jive moves. Luckily, I knew how to jive so was happy to join him on the dancefloor.
So there I was having a jive with him and I swear I didn't realise that we were moving nearer and nearer to the father of my babies until the music stopped, I was standing there trying to get my breath back and get my bearings after being swung around dozens of times, when I suddenly turned around to see a brilliant white shirt and jeans only inches away from me and there he was, looking at me and smiling. My friend's boyfriend grabbed my hand, grabbed his hand and made us hold hands, then he came out with, ........, this is Mary, Mary, this is ......, now for f....'s sake, dance! laughed and walked off back to my friend who was sitting there laughing her head off too, obviously in on their devious plan, but leaving me now standing there like an idiot, out of puff, a bit dishevelled after jiving, and not knowing what to say in response to such a disgusting, embarrassing but memorably funny introduction!
I needn't have worried though, after a slow dance, we sat down, he bought me a drink and that was that. He asked if he could walk me home, which I happily did.
When we arrived at my flat, I knew he was angling to come in for a coffee, but I was having none of that. So the evening ended with a kiss, my telephone number,(I made sure I gave both home and office number) a promise to ring me and goodnight.
I was on tenterhooks for the next 3 days,I wasn't used to chasing after a guy until now, but I kept wondering why he hadn't called. I tried to convince myself that if he had only been after one thing then he wasn't worth worrying about, trouble was, whenever I thought of him, my heart started racing again. So, I was over the moon when he eventually did ring me on the 4th day to ask if I would like to go to the cinema in the West End to see The Exorcist!! We've never looked back since
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I love him as much today as the first moment our eyes met.