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From: S & A Wallace <>
Subject: Re: [trivvies] Soooo...
Date: Sun, 04 May 2003 11:14:38 +1000
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What a lovely story.....

:-)))
Anne

Colleen wrote:

> Mine was with Clem, a gorgeous Geordie from Bishop Aukland, who wore Chelsea
> boots and sapphire chips that glinted in his laughing blue eyes. He was my
> first true love. Was he stunning? Is the Pope a Catholic? Long and lean -
> six foot three - and every inch was pure heaven.
>
> Trouble was, the world and her sister fancied my beloved boyfriend. It was
> such dreadful torment. Everywhere we went, other girls openly flirted with
> him - and he loved it, the rotter! One day I caught him sitting with another
> girl - and that was the end - I dragged myself off to nurse my broken heart
> and mooned over his memory for ages afterwards. No one else ever compared.
>
> Three years later, I walked down the stairs at my local youth club and
> almost bumped into him. Clem tried to speak to me, but that dratted
> illuminated sign on my forehead started flashing 'Je t'adore, Clem', I
> flushed scarlet from head to foot and fled into the girls' cloakroom. 'He's
> waiting outside!', said my friend, 'Ooooh, get me out of here!, I pleaded'
> My friends kept watch until Clem went to chat to someone, then we made a
> dash for it.
>
> Some days later, I answered the front door and there he was, bold as brass.
> 'Where've you been?', he says as though the three intervening years were non
> existent. 'Are you coming out?' Was I!
>
> We married when I was 16 and Clem 19...we're still mates, but that's another
> story.
>
> Colleen
>

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