First love (warning: contains scenes of a nauseating nature, for which I apologise)
Not current, but my first true love. I have touched on this briefly here: www.b3ta.com/questions/craphotels/post115607

It was the school French trip, around Easter 1984 I think, and I was sat behind a couple of girls with my mate. One girl I was particularly attracted to – ahhh, she made my heart skip, and my larynx unable to utter anything other than “nnnnyyyooourrrnghthpt” owing to the dribble reflex that kicked in not long after I first set eyes on her….

Anyway, I fancied her rotten, but it appeared she was more interested in my mate, so I shyly retreated and let them get on with it, so to speak. Returning from the trip, she moved away, and that was that. Little did I realise that when I started college some two years later, who should also be there and staying in the halls of residence, but the object of my desire from way back (or, more accurately, Rothbury; as that was where she had moved to). And she was even more stunning than ever. I had no chance.

One evening events conspired to leave us sitting alone together after some other halls residents had decided to go and play pool or something. So I tried to engage her in conversation: “You don’t remember me do you”?

“I’m not sure; you do look a bit familiar”.

“Berwick High School; French trip. I sat behind you on the bus; and on the last night there was a group of us decided not to bother with the disco and stayed in the dorms getting drunk. You got off with my mate…”

“Ahhhhhhhhh…. Yes, now I remember”. The ice was broken, and we talked. And it transpired that she had actually fancied me rather than my mate, something that took me aback. But I held back on asking ‘the’ question, even though now it seems pretty damned obvious that she was flirting with me. Like I said in a previous post, I’m something of a spak-knuckled incompetent in these situations…

The next night we went for a drink with a few others. The 10:30 curfew cursed us as we left the pub early in order as to not get locked out; however, once it had been established that we could, in fact, get served, the Elephant was a most-nights thing.

After about a week of this, I found myself walking home with her, the others having moved on ahead. We still had a bit of time, so we sat down on a wall and talked. Small talk, inconsequential stuff that soon tailed off into awkwardness and faint embarrassment. We sat there, alone in the dark for a bit. Then; “We’d best get going, it’s 10:20”, I remarked.

Pause. “Yeah, we’d best, plus I’m getting cold”.

The combination of 3 snakebite and blacks and the cold air must have hit her, though, and as she went to stand, she fell back onto the wall. I managed to catch her and prevent her from tumbling over into someone’s garden hedge. She gazed into my eyes for what seemed like an eternity, and for once in my life I didn’t shrink back from the situation that was unfolding itself before me. I gazed back, drew her closer, and kissed her.

“I was wondering when you were going to do that”, she said.

I grinned. “I was hoping you wouldn’t mind. Will you go out with me this time”?

“What do you think”?

I grinned again...
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Tue 2 Sep 2008, 14:53, 4 replies)

Aw
You really are a romantic man DG....

Although personally I can see how you couldn't help yourself when Tourette's shat herself. Phwoar...
( Madam Marlboro wonders if you've found her yet, Tue 2 Sep 2008, 15:08, closed)

I'm feeling left out of all the romance
having been with MrWitch since before I left school. And having been asked out as detailed on page one.

His "romance" button got broken off at some point!
(TheWeeWitch hasn't been here much recently .., Tue 2 Sep 2008, 15:10, closed)

MM
romantic? it's increasingly feeling like 'rheumatic' these days. Oh, the advancing years...
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Tue 2 Sep 2008, 15:19, closed)

DG
I'm with you there.

Just yesterday at work, one of the "girls" announced she's pregnant. We're the same age.

My reaction was,

"Why the hell would you do that at our age?"

We're not yet 40.
(TheWeeWitch hasn't been here much recently .., Tue 2 Sep 2008, 15:24, closed)