2 years after my first underwear experience came the realisation that not every pretty girl you fancy wants to show you her knickers. Unrequited love ran through 1986 as Charlene married Scott to the strains of Angry Anderson's 'Suddenly'.

Closer to home, the only girl who could hold a candle to Kylie was April, who lived above the village Post Office. She was the queen of the class - masses of undulating flaxen hair, and the smile of an angel. She was also the first girl to mature and no-one who saw it will forget the day she dropped her T-shirt whilst getting changed for PE in our mixed sex classroom. For many of us it was the first time we had seen a real life bra - let alone one with something to fill it.