'That one could talk the hind legs off a donkey!’ That was the first thing that Mum said after meeting Trevor for the first time. He'd come round to ours for supper one Friday night after he closed the shop and Mum took to him immediately, particularly as he brought her some of those fancy chocolates from the shop although he told me later that his Dad gave them to him cheap cos they'd been on the shelf so long. Still, it did the trick with Mum and I knew straight away that we had her blessing. Nancy was a tougher critic though, scowling at him over the mutton stew and asking why he wasn't having supper at his own house. He brought her round eventually though, as I knew he would; so much so that it was only natural that seeing how he was with her made me wonder about the possibility of us

