TIME TRAVEL PART 5
I promised a visit to happy moments. Here is the first one that springs to mind. :
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Summer 1993(ish). 
My weekends were highlighted by a visit to a club called 'Tumblers' in Bradford. My friends would also be there and people who weren't 'Friends' outside of the place but we always hung out in the same crowd. As a crowd we would sit and stare at the girls and have a laugh with the lads. We happy showed our approval on the dance floor if we liked the band being played. I ultimately was always stood hoping the next relationship was about to walk up to me. One weeks kiss and possible date following was the next weeks person to try avoid. If you can imagine the club to be like a fish tank with 100 fish in. Then my fish has a 'thing' with one fish and then onto another a few weeks later. After a year there are a few fish all in one place that make you cringe and some you are desperate to see again. 
So it was in these Walls that I met R. Although at 19 I fancied about 80% of the girls anyway, R was pretty much In the top 5%.
I believe that I had got talking through a girl friend of R's. R was smaller than me which was rare. She had long blond hair past her shoulders and a quiet but happy demeanour. To top this off she had the same type of teeth as Kirsten Dunst(google it). 
In a word she was Beautiful in my eyes. I chatted most of the evening and paid for her drinks as much as I could afford. I didn't want her to wander off to her mates. I had a job and she didn't. 
Even as I spoke to her calmly, and making sure I didn't look at her for too long, I could feel my heart racing like crazy. I managed to convince her to meet me the following day in town. 
My diary was passionately scrawled that night. 
I met R the next day and I simply cannot remember a damn thing about the conversation. All I remember is how she looked. My mind thought "is this the start of the rest of my life?" 
We ran out of things to do fairly quickly and we ended up round the back of somewhere in town centre in huddled in a doorway out of the sudden rain. No doubt I said things out of nervousness that I would regret. Or talked about my feelings too strangely. I pulled her close to me and we kissed and I felt dizzy with the mental image of us cuddled together in this secluded door. I thought that I must remember this moment forever. I did. 
I opened my eyes and the world was blurry as it returned to normality after I had been in an amazing embrace. 
Sounds like utter shit doesn't it? 
Maybe it was. 
But I still cling to that memory like a bench Mark at achieving more than you think you can. 
What became of R? 
I drove to her house where we sat with her family through a film I had seen and didn't like. Then we went upstairs and told me that she didn't want a boyfriend and that was the end of that. I drove home at speeds I don't remember. 
The girl from that memory is still divine. 
The real girl can go fuck herself.