We have a story to make our kids chins drop when we tell them....



We met in a gay karaoke bar in Copenhagen at 3am on a Sunday morning!



I was visiting a Danish exchange student who had lived with us 10 years earlier and he was out with his former army buddies for a birthday party and it was the last place open in about a 10 block radius. It was really crowded and I was wearing a really 'show off the cleavage' top and an ultra 'show off the cleavage' bra and as I pulled back into the crowd to let his group walk past, he stopped and said to my boobs in Danish,


'You can stand back as much as you like but with a rack like that, I'm not going anywhere'.

Of course I didn't understand, it being my 2nd night in Denmark but my friends laughed and made him translate it to english.....which was a little embarrasing for him (poor dear!) but he did, and I thought it was cute, cheeky and charming (hey, I was as drunk as he was!).

We chatted for 15 mins and flirted and the guy (my friends housemate) who had been interested in me was trying his best to not let all the hard work he'd been putting in for 2 days go to waste so one of DF's army buddies basically pulled him aside and not so nicely told him not to bother cos he was outclassed and then all my group got pee'ed off at DF's lot and were giving them dirty looks which DF and I were totally oblivious to as we were already smitten....so later when my friend said it was time to go and I saw how upset her housemate was I asked what was wrong and they explained what happened.

I then went and let DF have a piece of my mind saying that the way to impress a girl is most deffinately not to get your friend to abuse her friend and I was really dissapointed that I was so quick to give him my e-mail address....he was then working double time to make up for what his friend had done and I was not having a bar of it.

We left and then 3 mins later he ran out onto the street and spent the next 30 mins running up and down trying to find me....we ended up patching things up by e-mail and met a week later for a beer and then he walked me to my hotel and kissed me goodnight on the cheek.

My cheek was on fire for the next 3 months until I was back in Scandinavia and went to visit him. I arrived on the 25th of June 2002 and we got together onthe 29th!....can't believe it took THAT long! -the sexual tension was palpable and we've never been appart since!

Perhaps the kids won't get all the details....but their chins will still drop I'm sure!