The Romance

Abstract

It was the custom on a Saturday night to go dancing with a group of friends at the Watford Town Hall. There was always much discussion during the week as to what we would wear and who we might meet and in some cases who we wanted to avoid. It was at one of these functions that I first met Ken. Over previous weeks I had noticed him standing with a group of friends. He always had a smile on his face and I wondered what I would do if he asked me to dance. I didn’t have to wait long because the very next week I saw him approaching. I nervously took his hand and we went onto the dance floor to a slow waltz. We drifted into easy conversation and over time we got to know a good deal about each other.