tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5402402600046694659.post1473015336737913917..comments2024-03-14T07:14:42.374+00:00Comments on L is for love: My first kiss {postcard #1}Pennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16660940774894144976noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5402402600046694659.post-32772183807508277962013-10-12T22:26:05.562+01:002013-10-12T22:26:05.562+01:00Oh my, I don't remember my first kiss. Must ha...Oh my, I don't remember my first kiss. Must have been very lame I guess. I went to a catholic college, and the girls there did not have a reputation. In hindsight, I was very fortunate to get an education without any male distraction although I was not happy that there wasn't any possibility to meet boys (except some brothers of girl friends on a weekend now and then, which was great). It was very exciting to meet the soldiers who went back to their quarters when I went back to college on Sunday evenings. Of course, we just talked. :-) I was in love all these years. Have a nice Sunday. RegulaBabajezahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14538344149217844113noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5402402600046694659.post-48871550534697634382013-10-12T17:49:25.900+01:002013-10-12T17:49:25.900+01:00so funny! last week i was thinking about my first ...so funny! last week i was thinking about my first kiss, that is proper kiss, there must have been something in the airwaves! It's true, it was a bit a shock! It was in Cornwall on a family holiday, on the beach front one evening, he was a mod, or at least he was wearing a parka, really I would have been much more impressed with a human league fringe. I only met him a couple of times. Once the kiss had happened that seemed to be it! job done I guess. But yes never forgotten. great post, Heather xHeather https://www.blogger.com/profile/16391490107612393396noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5402402600046694659.post-31345221888189049862013-10-11T15:50:46.587+01:002013-10-11T15:50:46.587+01:00"Maybe it was because I didn't really fan..."Maybe it was because I didn't really fancy him despite his reasonable good looks and Human League fringe and so wasn't really looking for a kiss." THIS is my favourite line... I nearly spat out my coffee laughing! This story is perfect... <br /><br />My first kiss was in a graveyard, close to where I lived that all the "cool kids" hung out. I wasn't cool but the crowd I mooched around with were up there and there was a boy I didn't really fancy there too. The boy I did fancy, the first kiss boy's best friend, broke my heart by moving to America with his parents for a year. Mind you I odn'tthink he ever knew i adored him!! Anyway we got chatting, the other boy an I, about... I dunno all the important stuff in life... and ended being the last two to to leave the graveyard, he told me he fancied me, I turned bright pink and I don't actually quite remember but I guess he just kissed me. T'was grand to be honest. And that was it.. we never went out, held hands, told the group or anything else but we kissed!<br /><br />Funny the things you remember! Hazel xHazelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03480823744494026417noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5402402600046694659.post-84591552445296556262013-10-10T20:56:40.440+01:002013-10-10T20:56:40.440+01:00Love this ... I went to an all girls convent gramm...Love this ... I went to an all girls convent grammar too ... your experience is so well described ... Bee xxthe linen cloudhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09972816445651003593noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5402402600046694659.post-39145274963283552562013-10-10T20:52:05.066+01:002013-10-10T20:52:05.066+01:00Me again - you won my giveaway. Whoop! Please cou...Me again - you won my giveaway. Whoop! Please could you email me your address? xxGillian Roehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05080123177116154219noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5402402600046694659.post-19195381766256883362013-10-09T22:41:53.483+01:002013-10-09T22:41:53.483+01:00So funny! Thanks for sharing this Penny - I love i...So funny! Thanks for sharing this Penny - I love it for all the little details of music and fashion as much as anything.<br /><br />I went to a Catholic high school too... xGillian Roehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05080123177116154219noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5402402600046694659.post-15434023209690795972013-10-09T09:04:37.828+01:002013-10-09T09:04:37.828+01:00So funny Penny, good giggle to start the day! My f...So funny Penny, good giggle to start the day! My first kiss was with my friends older brother. He'd invited me over to 'listen to music' it was in the evening and his mum was out, I think she worked in a pub, my friend and her brother were very much latch key kids, single parent struggling to pay the bills etc but really happy!<br />Well music was turned on, lights off! Now I had kissed lots of boys, after all I'd been playing Postmans Knock at birthday parties for years! I knew he was going to kiss me, I think we may of even briefly discussed this fact before the lights went out! What I hadn't realised, in my innocence was that mouths could sometimes be OPEN whilst kissing! Now that was a messy first kiss, needless to say, lights went back on rather quickly......I must of looked like a frightened rabbit in headlights!<br />I saw very little of my friends brother after that until several years later. Now here's where it gets embarrassing!<br />I bumped into him in my early 20s in town, I had tried to avoid him but he made a beeline for me. He'd only gone off to the big city and morphed into a male model.....he was gorgeous! He was so lovely to me but there was a little twinkle in his eyes, he never mentioned my first kiss but I think my blushing cheeks would have been a give away to my feelings.....yes he was gorgeous, wish I'd practiced my kissing skills more with him! :) xVintage Sheet Addicthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16027266547200808397noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5402402600046694659.post-81574468453729156992013-10-09T08:57:41.463+01:002013-10-09T08:57:41.463+01:00Hello Penny,This post made such an interesting rea...Hello Penny,This post made such an interesting read and you have described it all so well!<br />My first kiss was a stolen one and I hit the boy on the head with my tennis racquet and told him to clear off!!! I shudder even today as I think about it as it was a very unpleasant experience and it put me off kissing anyone for quite sometime. I was 14 at the time and I was looking for my tennis ball behind the garages and he just suddenly appeared . One of the older boys from school who I had seen around but really did not know. I didn't even know his name. Anyhow he never came near me again and I never told anyone about it. <br />keep well<br /><br />Amanda :-)Crafty in the Medhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15365932964481050936noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5402402600046694659.post-83131046150368611192013-10-09T01:34:54.881+01:002013-10-09T01:34:54.881+01:00I do remember mine...I was only 13. Way to young t...I do remember mine...I was only 13. Way to young to be kissing a boy! Which is what I will tell my daughter when she asks... :)Jennifer Hayshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04685253944514672324noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5402402600046694659.post-34290393150967093602013-10-09T00:01:38.811+01:002013-10-09T00:01:38.811+01:00I don't know why, but yes I do remember cathol...I don't know why, but yes I do remember catholic girls schools having a bit of a reputation. Some of the girls I went to school with were pretty wild! Pennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16660940774894144976noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5402402600046694659.post-45924175099106692742013-10-08T23:05:01.275+01:002013-10-08T23:05:01.275+01:00Oh Penny, I am not brave enough to share! Loved r...Oh Penny, I am not brave enough to share! Loved reading your very thoughtful and caring description of this event, you told the story so well. xxAmy at love made my homehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17111180584250029433noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5402402600046694659.post-5259254422551373092013-10-08T23:03:00.965+01:002013-10-08T23:03:00.965+01:00Oh, I remember, but my lips are sealed.... (no pun...Oh, I remember, but my lips are sealed.... (no pun intended - though I believe they were then, too)<br /><br />I was hoping for one of those snaps at the end of your post ... though I can picture you perfectly well without it. Who that lived through it can forget 80s glam?<br /><br />Thanks for the exciting post, which was read with breathless attention from first to last.<br /><br />P.S. Mr. M also attended Catholic school (boys only of course), and according to him the Catholic girls had quite a reputation.... :DMrs. Micawberhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08680436275934263596noreply@blogger.com