Well would you believe when I went to the swimming club that night, who dived in like a pro, at the olympics but Jimmy..
He spotted me, he said "are you sexy Brenda," which was unkind cos that is what some of the girls called me because I was not allowed out with them, to get a boyfriend.... so I ignored him and just got on with the swimming.... I almost beat him at back crawl, because front crawl was his stroke...
we were upstairs drinking our drinking chocolate, me and a couple of other girls and eating our crisps.... A few of the boys including Jimmy the paper boy came up also....
Jimmy passed me a note.... meet me behind the bicycle sheds.... Well what a dilema, what could I do, those gorgeous eyes shining radiantly at me, and well I looked so scruffy and I remember that night the button had come of my jeans and I had a safety pin in it.... Now why would that go through my mind, why did it matter ,,,,,, it just did. I wanted to look my best, but sure I would take a stab at things.... I knew he was an expert in the kissing game, and really knew what he was doing.... do I tell him I have never even kissed anyone before.