Posted: 28/02/2013 at 10:03
You dog! Sounds as though you had a lot of fun in our young days! Funnily enough, I know a Nesta.... Only joking! Should I now stat a rant about the intentions of footloose young men?
Do you remember where in Bridgend you were stationed?
I do indeed G/Grandma smack in the middle of town, the REME had a workshop in what must have been a Garage at one time, we lived one side of the main road and worked in buildings the other side.
I was told to be careful the first day I arrived, "these Welsh girls boyo just want to get out of the valleys see like" "err right" and off I went to the weekly dance and forgot it all. We would go to Porthcawl some Saturdays there was a big dance hall there and the beach came in handy. Dancing in those days was the in thing and as I had danced from being 11 watching my parents Competition dancers I knew how, it was a big come on especially for the older girls who just loved to dance and could. Nesta, ( I met another Nesta in Rhyl) was a real Welsh dark haired bright eyed full of fun girl and I did miss her but Soldiers moved on and left many a girl behind them, they probably shrugged and on to the next.
Flo, a month or so back my oven packed up so Daughter and I went to the local supplier, hundreds of the things standing in rows. Daughter started at the £1200 end I started at the £3/7/6 end and we met with bright young lady and Daughter trying to sell me an all singing and dancing oven. Holding my hands up for silence I said "you turn it on, you cook you turn it off, I have plenty of timers so why would I need all the knobs and things" they gave in but it still cost me £480.