posted by sooyup
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Courting days
[Sunday, 8th February, 1959] Emma was seventeen last ….day. I couldn’t see her on her birthday, so we celebrated it last night with an evening of unbridled passion - well, as unbridled as you can get without actually surrendering your virginity. I bought her a necklace, which she likes. Thank Heaven she doesn’t have expensive tastes! It’s now four years before we can get married unless her mother changes her mind about me - fat chance! I hope they go as quickly as the last three have (apart from the months we were apart). Spud sent her a birthday card, cheeky sod. Not knowing Emma’s address he sent it to mine, so I could have binned it, but I did the decent thing and passed it to her unopened. Emma read it and said, “How sweet,” but I’m likely to kill him next time I see him. Emma might be the most beautiful girl in the world, but it’s not Spud’s place to tell her. I think I enjoy being jealous - just so long as there’s nothing to be jealous about.