At the summer disco during the last term of senior school , probably around 1986 , the school hottie Richard Bennett asked me if I’d like a ‘smooch’ with him
I can only presume I went bright red [I blushed terribly back then] made my excuses and said no. It was the first and only time we spoke.
I can still remember 30-odd years on that he was donning a pair of red suede shoes [ very cool, I liked a guy who wasn’t scared of expressing himself ] a grey suit and white shirt with no tie. He was my first crush. A crush that lasted a good number of years.