I wonder was it my earlier mention of having penfriends world wide Chewbacca that prompted your post, but nevertheless if it was or not,I am more than happy to oblige and share with you a few of my stories from those seemingly far off days!!!
I started with many around this country,several very productive girl pen friends that enjoyed a long and happy existence,but also especially I had a penchant for serving sailors at that time,so it was great fun having these replies from various areas of the world, and hearing a little about their culture and way of life.
There were a few delicate questions such as my chest size etc but on the whole all very innocent.
Some pen friendships went on for years and for some now forgotten reason, we gradually lost touch with one another.
Perhaps though the few penfrienships I made in this country and actually met with, will make more interesting reading!!
Though not much to tell really.
One I recall was from the uni in Cardiff,and although he came over as very highbrow, we managed to rub along for a while and then came the inevitable request to meet up.
I remember it well,how I had my hair done and I donned nice clothes suitable hopefully for this city meet.
He was nice and gentlemanly,not exactly a "looker" and yes very intellectual, which made me feel a bit uneasy!!
We enjoyed a day of strolling around a few of the sights and then decided to go for a row on the nearby lake.............only just saving ourselves from flipping over board!
That certainly served to "break the ice!!"
Then it was time to return to his digs and I was getting increasingly nervous.I wanted no extras but was far too young and naive to actually express myself.However a big sigh of relief when I found I had my own bedroom and the first job was to place a chair under the door knob... as I certainly wished for no nocturnal visits!!
He seemed quite happy with the arrangement so we were both much more relaxed the following day.
That next day he drove me to the next big town and that drive,both there and back truly put the wind up up me as I had never been driven at such a helter skelter rate, and never met so many lines of fast moving traffic before (coming from the heart of a slow moving farming countryside)............and quite frankly that ended the short friendship for me...........and I think he too sighed a huge sigh of relief!!
Another time this other male penfriend chose to travel to meet me in my own home town, and as I entered the station catching my first glimpse ......I took to my heels and scarpered ......never again hearing from him, and in fact it put paid to any further "meets"
Having letters with all the varied news was one thing,a real delight,but actually meeting up is quite another.
Yes, it could just as well have been successful and I could have met the love of my life ...............but that remains just perhaps wishful thinking!
And yes............there were many more penfriends but I think I shall leave the space for others to fill with their stories!