The early days...

Where do I start?? Let me give you a little insight into the past...

At school there was interest from boys but I never really was that interested in them. Mainly because I saw their gym socks hanging out of their PE bags or got a whiff of the stench from the boys changing rooms. I was always looking at the older boys. The 6th formers with 'muscles' that got to wear their own clothes and hang out in their common room with backstreet boys blasting(the first time round!) always seemed much more fun.

Growing up as a dancer the boys I was surrounded by weren't the type who would turn out to be boyfriends of that kind... if you catch my drift. They were undoubtedly the best days of my life but not having a boyfriend didnt really change anything.

When I left school and went onto dance college, thats when the boys really stepped up their game. Enter a whole new boy! I could go to college, bust my ass all day then be picked up in a car and taken right to my front door! Well, just down the road so my parents didnt see! Boys in cars... now that was fun! Rocking to pure garage cds or cassette tapes (yes, that old!) was fun times! The boys who made you rebel against curfews, take you 'cruising' and then speed off into the sunset sounded their dump valve as they went....


There were loves, losses and ultimately broken hearts along the way.....


xxx