First date.

My first date was with a gorgeous boy at the youth club. I was 14, and he came round to ask my Mum if he could take me on the youth club coach outing to the ice rink, and Mum said yes.

We were both so shy that we said nothing for the whole evening, despite falling over on top of each other on the ice several times. The innocence and naivety of being 14 back in the 60s.

When I told Mum I didn't know what to say to him, she suggested some conversation starters to scribble down and keep in my purse that I could discreetly glance at as a prompt! Good thinking Mum. (I haven't stopped talking since though )

well done MOnica as usual!
I was very keen to have a boyfriend at 15 as my DS and all our friends seemed to be going steady....
I was at a party sitting by myself in the front room and a spotty youth came in and smiled at me!
He asked me out and I went on a date, I can't remember where with him (having first had him "passed" by DM)

We were together for over a year and I wanted to marry him. He asked me!

We didn't marry, and if we had I doubt it could have lasted but I sometimes wonder what became of him. He was a very nice boy.

First date? First dance at Uni, met a guy who was on the same course as me. He walked me home we snogged on the railway bridge for a while. We went out for about six weeks . It foundered when he asked me to sew his badge on his blazer. I asked him whether he wanted it sewn on in white thread or brown, knowing full well neither would be suitable.

I knew if I sewed the badge on I would end up being his Uni 'wife' mending his socks and doing his washing. I had no intention of fulfilling that role for anyone. We had enough Uni 'wives' in the hall of residence I lived in, cluttering up the clothes drying area with their boyfriends stuff.

Ever the little feminist, I.

My first proper boyfriend 1976 ( we'd known each other for a few drunken years before ) didn't turn up one night . A few days later a mutual friend told me that his previous girlfriend had phoned him from hospital giving birth to his baby that he knew nothing about . He'd gone to see her and married her . So that was that until 6 months ago - he 'd met one of my daughters completely by chance and told her the story - she gave him my number , amused by the story and wickedly encouraged him to phone me .
A few weeks later I was recovering from TKR and couldn't get to the phone but on checking my messages there was one from him asking me to see him . I didn't know what to do so I just left it .

When I was about 14 my best friend and I used to hang around with a group of boys. One day we all set off for a walk and, happily, the boy that I really fancied and I got separated from the group. We were both really shy but, somehow, we started holding hands. It went no further than that but I can still recall the thrill that I felt to be with him........He asked me to go to the pictures with him but to my regret I was too scared to ask my mum if I could go - I was a really young 14 year old - and pretty soon after I bumped into him out with another girl in my class and they were holding hands!
Many years later I looked him up on Friends Reunited and sadly he had died - I still feel sad about that - he was my 'first love'

Mine was with the paperboy. I think I was 14 and we went for a walk. He tried to kiss me and I didn’t like it so when he delivered the paper after that I wouldn’t go out. My parents couldn’t understand why.

A few years ago I looked him up on Facebook and saw he had named his daughter after me.