My first love
I can't remember her name. Rebecca I think. We used to play monkeys in the rhododendron bushes at the edge of the big playground. She was lovely. We were 5.
C'mon, tell us about your first love
( , Thu 20 Oct 2005, 10:31)
I can't remember her name. Rebecca I think. We used to play monkeys in the rhododendron bushes at the edge of the big playground. She was lovely. We were 5.
C'mon, tell us about your first love
( , Thu 20 Oct 2005, 10:31)
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Hurrah for Red Coats!
ahhh... late 70's possibly early 80's... On Holiday at Butlins Filey, a particluary fit female Red Coat who i THOUGHT was my bestest mate... blonde hair, blue eyes, tons of makeup, massive chest - she looked wonderful!
I'd go find her every day, i'd join the knobbly knee contest, the 'shaking stevens' dance off - the lot - just to be around her. For a whole week i was in love and on cloud 9!
On the last day as mi dad packed the Cortina i found her to say goodbye, maybe ask her to marry me and run off together to Bridlington, she went to give me a kiss good bye, i got a little excited/paniced and i planted a full on song (i was about 7 or 8) and was TOTALLY MORTIFYIED - she looked a little shocked too.
I ran away, got in the car and told mi dad to get back down the A64...
I was heart broken for the rest of the 6 weeks holiday, i'd ruined such a beautiful and unrequited love, spoilt what could have been a perfect match... but even now i remember her peroxide blonde hair, thick red lipstick, voluptous knockers.... ahhhhh.....
God i bet she could have suck-started a double decker bus
( , Thu 27 Oct 2005, 10:40, Reply)
ahhh... late 70's possibly early 80's... On Holiday at Butlins Filey, a particluary fit female Red Coat who i THOUGHT was my bestest mate... blonde hair, blue eyes, tons of makeup, massive chest - she looked wonderful!
I'd go find her every day, i'd join the knobbly knee contest, the 'shaking stevens' dance off - the lot - just to be around her. For a whole week i was in love and on cloud 9!
On the last day as mi dad packed the Cortina i found her to say goodbye, maybe ask her to marry me and run off together to Bridlington, she went to give me a kiss good bye, i got a little excited/paniced and i planted a full on song (i was about 7 or 8) and was TOTALLY MORTIFYIED - she looked a little shocked too.
I ran away, got in the car and told mi dad to get back down the A64...
I was heart broken for the rest of the 6 weeks holiday, i'd ruined such a beautiful and unrequited love, spoilt what could have been a perfect match... but even now i remember her peroxide blonde hair, thick red lipstick, voluptous knockers.... ahhhhh.....
God i bet she could have suck-started a double decker bus
( , Thu 27 Oct 2005, 10:40, Reply)
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