We didn’t know how to kiss. No one told us how. No one showed us what to do. There was very little on the TV and the kind of films we went to see on Saturday mornings didn’t have any kissing in them. Abbott and Costello: no kissing, Tarzan: no kissng, Dean Martin and Jerry... Continue Reading →
School Dancing
I was taught to dance at my secondary School. In the gymnasium. It was during P.T. sessions, when it was too wet or too cold outside to go across to the fields. The girls would form up on one side of the gym and the boys on the other. We would be taught how to... Continue Reading →