The sequel to the story is that many years later I went to a church reunion and this extremely attractive woman came unto me and said " Do you remember me", as I was looking a bit bewildered, she said " I was the young lady you used to take for a ride in the MG Midget. The penny dropped and I realised who she was, but in my defence she was 16 at the time and I was 23. Oh well, another one slipped through the net
I should have come for you when I was 17 just purchased my first car a gold coloured Floride with top down and went to the local meeting point . I asked one girl I knew did she want a ride and was told , I am not getting in that car with you .I only wanted to go for a short 1 mile drive to hear the sound of it . I was so shy I would have ran off if she had tried to chat me up .
I used to get two in my Midget...........
One on top of the other.
That's how we did things in Yorkshire in the seventies.
I can beat that - 3 girls, one in the passenger seat and two sitting on the back. My Midget was never the same again. - Thats how we did things in ESSEX
