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Her name was Lorraine and she used to sit on the top step of her parents house in the summer playing with something or reading. Always pretty in a floral frock she would smile benignly at me as I passed. Me on my way to play football with my pals and her with plans unknown. I liked her but aged twelve, you don’t ask girls out directly. For some reason you go through an intermediary who in this case was Sue.

As instructed, Sue broached the exciting idea of going to the cinema matinee with me to Lorraine. Lorraine said yes and without having spoken we arranged to meet at 1pm on a Saturday.  Me being a boy, I told everybody and passed on the unwanted extra comment that we would be on the back row.

Now the news of our impending grapple found it’s way back to Lorraine and she left me standing on the steps of the cinema rather than the dreadful alternative.

I met Lorraine again after decades away, at a friends reunited school do. She didn’t remember the incident but did apologise if it had blighted my life! Now as then, Lorraine has class.

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