‘How did you meet Dad, Mum?’

‘Come on, Janet, let’s dance. I can’t stop my feet from tapping.’

‘Ok, but keep your eye on those blokes over there propping up the bar. They’re looking at us. No, don’t turn round they’ll think we’re interested.’

‘I thought we were. No point in coming on holiday for a week and being just us two.’

‘Yes but you’ve gotta play it cool.’

‘Ok. The band’s good. Do yer think that lead singer’s dishy? I think he really sounds like Cliff.’

‘Yea he’s not bad, but I like a man to be taller.’

‘Well that’s a joke from someone that can barely muster five foot herself.’

‘Four foot eleven, actually, but there’s something, I dunno, sexy about a tall bloke. Let’s swap places so you can see them at the bar.’

‘So which one do you fancy then, Janet? The tall one with glasses or the shorter one with the black hair and sideburns?’

‘The tall one’s a bit too fat for me. He’d suit you Haze.’

‘ Thought you were my best friend. Now your implying I’m fat so he’d suit me. Is that it?’

‘Sorry. Let’s go over to the bar, they’ve gone all ballroom on us now. What yer havin’? I’ll pay.’

‘Babycham, thanks.’

‘Right girls what can I get you?’

‘Two Babychams please.’

‘They’re alcoholic you know. Are you old enough to drink?’

‘She might be short but she’s eighteen and so am I.’

‘Ok, just checking. I have to ask if I’m not sure. There you go, two Babychams. Ten bob, right, I’ll just get your change.’

‘Thanks. Here you are; take this, Haze. Do you want to find a table?’

‘Well we’ve got to put these down somewhere while we dance. What about over……’

‘Hi. I was wondering if you’d like to dance.’

‘Ooh, yes, thanks. Look after my drink Haze.’

‘Huh, so now I’m drinks minder whist Janet’s hooked herself a bloke.’

‘Excuse me. Would you like to dance?’

‘Oh, erm, I’m supposed to be minding our drinks. Your friend’s dancing with my friend, Janet.’

‘So she’s Janet and you are?’


‘Nice name, unusual. I’m John and Janet’s dancing with Graham. Why don’t we put your drinks with ours and ask the barman to look after them.’

‘Ok. Ooh they’re playing ‘Let’s Twist Again.’ I love doing the twist don’t you?’

‘I’m not a great dancer but I’ll give it a go.’

‘Thought you said you were no good. You look good to me.’

‘Thanks, but it’s very energetic.’


‘Good for your waist line, apparently. Graham and Janet seem to be enjoying themselves.’

‘Mm, he’s a better dancer than me. Do you fancy getting some fresh air after this? I’m boiling hot and it’s not easy to chat shouting over the band.’

‘Okay but I’m not going down to the beach. I’m not that sort of girl.’

‘I never mentioned the beach. Let’s just stroll around the camp when we’ve finished our drinks.’



‘It’s been a brilliant week, John. But I’m shattered with so little sleep. Don’t let me miss the bus to Harlow will you. What was that last call on the tannoy?’

‘London. Definitely didn’t say Harlow. There’s Janet and Graham, still snogging. I’m going to miss you next week.’

‘Don’t give me that. You and Graham will be eying up the new talent tonight and you’ll forget all about us. You’re so lucky to have another week here.

I’m getting a bit worried now. There’s nobody left waiting for buses except Janet and me. I think I’ll go and ask.’


‘Janet, you’ll never guess we’ve missed the bus.’

‘No! How come they never called Harlow?’

‘He said, people for Harlow should’ve got on the London one. Oh my God. What are we going to do? We’ll have to get a train and I haven’t enough money! How much have you got?’

‘Haze I can’t believe you’ve let yourself run out. I’ve got £6. That’s probably enough for me but it’s not enough for you too.’

‘Look, that’s all I’ve got a £1 note, 15 shillings and sixpence. It might just be enough if you share.’

‘Yes but when we get to Harlow I need to get another bus home. I can’t walk from the bus station like you can.’

‘I’m going to talk to John. He’s got a car and might run us to the station but that doesn’t solve my lack of cash.’



‘Let me see what I’ve got in my wallet. I can lend you £5, Hazel, which should be enough and I’ll give you my address so you can repay me.’

‘Oh that’s super of you. I’ll go straight to the Post Office and it’ll be there, waiting, when you get home. Thank you ever so much.’

‘No problem; let’s get your cases into the car and you’ll be at the station in half an hour. Are you coming for the ride, Graham? No? You’d better do your goodbyes now Janet.’

‘I think we did that earlier. I’m ready to go, John, and thanks for the lift. Bye Graham.’



‘That’s how it was and we’ve been married nearly fifty years.’





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