V for Virgin(ia)

V is for Virginia Creeper - on Chimney pots.

Continuing the Alpha(Bet) males - The life in my men in my life July challenge.

Talk of Virgin (-ia ) takes me back to the first time...

My first was Vincent. I met him on holiday in Spain, when I went away with a friend and her family and stayed near Cadiz.
Walking back from the beach after a disco at the bar, Vincent and I saw a shooting star, a streak of bright green across the black, velvet sky, which led to our first kiss.
Vincent lived a couple of hours away from me and we made the journey by bus to visit each other at weekends whenever possible. The 350a, London Country bus was our lifeline for months. I can recall the route with great clarity as the bus wended its way slowly through the little villages.
He was a lovely boy, artistic, ambitious and such fun to be with.

Thank you Vincent.

Who was yours?

I'm off to an ' Olympic Opening Ceremony' party this evening, which will be great fun.

Bring on the Olympics. Happy days, one and all, have a brilliant weekend blippers x