Around 1967 I had been made redundant and given a big redundant bonus ..so one night Billy no mates went to the pub to take y mind off it...after a few pints and closing time there were two girls left at the bar.
So staggered over to them and offered drinks.
At that moment one of the girls boyfriend turned up and they left. So being well plastered asked the remaining girl if I could walk her home.She said follow me..walked home with her to her front door.
She said would I like to go to a party next week.
Left her on her doorstep and wandered home no trains or buses as it wasafter midnight.
So walking down the great west road to Hounslow whare I lived a police van drove onto the cycle trac and pinned me to the wall coppers spilled out and asked what I was doing at this time of the morning. Told them walking home they took pity and drove me home...
I went to the party next week the young lady took me in a friend's car which she drove to the party in London.. ( you know whare this is going)
She drove back and introduced me to her mother ..
And arranged to meet up later ...
Yes you've guessed it was My Maz ( Marion)a ten pound Pom who came back home as her dad was seriously ill and passed away...And met me ...
58 year anniversary today...