Meeting Joe at the Palais
Well, it was 1958, at the Hammersmith Palais. I went with my friend Doreen; we'd saved up for weeks for new dresses. Mine was blue, with white polka dots, funnily enough.
So this tall lad, very skinny, he trod on my foot, twice, in the same dance. And he said, "I'm terribly sorry, I'm a much better bus conductor than I am a dancer." And I said, "Well, you'd better buy me a lemonade then." And he did. And that was that, really.