[Monday, 20th October, 1958] The world’s shortest romance. Took a fancy to Jane Wallace at the chapel youth club - great tits, pity about the face. Reggie W said she was being pestered by a couple of lads on the college bus. Got Reggie to give them a note from me on Thursday telling them to lay off, hoping Jane would see me as her K in shining A. Walked her home from the club on Friday and had a quick snog under the bridge, resisting the temptation to grope her. Arranged to meet her outside the Allerton on Saturday at eight, hoping to smuggle her in and ply her with Babycham on the basis that "Candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker." Spotted her passing the pub at half nine and dashed out to catch her. She said she’d forgotten, and gone to see her friend Amy. Bitch! Gave each other the heave-ho on the spot. Went back to the pub and got pissed with KC to celebrate. Spent Sunday recovering.
