Long ago memories..

[Scrumpy]

I remember the first boy I had a crush on.. I was eleven..
My first kiss.. eleven.. same boy..
My first ride on the back of a motorbike..
 What do you remember?

[Mups]

Would you agree that we were probably more naive in those days?   I know I was, anyway.
So my first kiss was when we were on holiday at Jaywick  when I was 14 - and I remember his nose dripped!   He also groped me as well, and I  didn't know what to do.   
I told Mum when I got home, and I reckon she told Dad,  who I always suspected had a little  word in that boy's ear,  as he never came near me again!


I remember never liking my school days,  and was glad to leave. We could leave at 15 in those days.
My first job after leaving school was an apprentice hairdresser,  but the old bat who owned the shop just used me as slave, rather than teach me about hairdressing, so I broke the apprenticeship and left in the end.   I remember she threatened to sue me for doing that!   

I remember riding the donkeys on the beach every year, and helping the donkey man take them back to their field at the end of each day.   I still love donkeys to this day, and have supported the Donkey Sanctuary for years.

When I was about 12,  I used to ride a lot, and one day I brought a gorgeous puppy home from a litter born at the stables.   Dad wasn't pleased  -   but Mum was, and they kept him all his life. 

When I was about 16,  I met my first husband-to-be.    We got married when I was 18.   But it only lasted for about 10 years, although we still stayed friends for life.  Sadly he died about 6 years ago now.

But I think the worst year I can remember was around  2000-2001.
I was going through a very difficult and traumatic divorce from my second husband.  It nearly broke me  (mentally). 
 On top of that my Mum developed terminal  Cancer,   and then one of my beloved dogs died, too. 
I was trying to hold down my job,  plus deal with all the legal stuff, plus taking Mum to all her hospital appointments, and then the worry of finding somewhere else to live and all the legalities of that too, all this on my own as well,  it nearly cracked me up.     I couldn't cope with that again.

(Sorry if that's too gloomy . .  )

[Flying Bomb]

I had my first crush when at school in about 1943 !
She was in the girls section of my secondary school in London. Her mother invited me to
her home during the lunch breaks, we were only kids.

Many other crushes followed as I grew up, but nothing ever came of them as I was too shy.
Then at 27 I used to go dancing at Victor Sylvester's dance studio in Chelsea, London. How posh :-)
There I met my future wife and we were married for 60 years.
She made the initial moves which overcame my shyness at last. :-)
Now I can talk to any lady and not feel at all shy, but at 93 it's a bit too late. :-) :-)

[GrannyMac]

I messed up my schooling! Passed my 11+ with flying colours, went to grammar school for a year, and failed dismally. Ended up in a duffers' class at what in England would have been a secondary modern.  Left at 15, went to commercial college, and got a job in the rates office. I'd had a couple of boyfriends, nothing serious, met my OH at 16, married at 21.

Unfortunately, my dad didn't see us married, he died the year after we'd met. Looking back on years of retirement, it's sad that after working all his life, and being in the army all through WWII he never got the chance.  

[Scrumpy]

I was married/pregnant in my teens.. stupid.. But I was in love... stupid..
Had a brilliant time dancing.. clubbing... Thank you mum..x
Met and married Sam .. he was a Fire Officer.. ex police..
I was widowed very young... Sam was 53 when he died..
He was Welsh.. a bit careful and shrewd with money.. 
I have had a few lovers in my time.. Fell in love with Dennis in my later years.. He died a couple of years back..  My family give me all the love I need .. I adore them..

One thing I remember being told when playing in the street..
 'Don't let him put his tongue in your mouth.. You could get pregnant'