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"I'd like to find a girl like my elder sister Denise. She puts herself round well - you know? "She thinks great things. She notices flowers and the beautiful things around us. Things I'd never noticed before but were there all the time. I'd like to find a girl like that. "I like girls who are sincere. Hate people who say 'yes' and smile at you when they want to smash your face in. I'd much rather a girl argued with something I said than secretly thought 'you twit.' She has to be understanding, too. I've got a terrible memory, and girls fall out with me because I forget to phone - it isn't deliberate - but it means I can never keep a girlfriend for more than a couple of weeks. She gets tired of sitting waiting for me. "One thing I can't stand is girls who put on |
an act. You know, I really like people who talk with accents, but some girls think they have to talk posh in order to impress. "I'd get married tomorrow if I found the right girl. A lot of people don't like to take on responsibility, but I like having someone to look after. For instance, I enjoy looking after my three-year-old sister Suzanne - she's marvellous. "I'm pleased I didn't get married when I was eighteen because I've changed so much in the last year. It's amazing, frightening, too - if I'd married someone a year ago we might have gone off each other completely by now. "Eyes. That's another thing. They can tell you what people think. I like to see blue-eyed blondes wearing blue, and dark girls in black - very sexy! "They should wear nice shoes. You can see a well-dressed girl with awful brogues - terrible! "As far as clothes go, it doesn't really matter what she wears so long as she's a nice person - although there are one or two things which I hate. I saw a girl today in green stockings and I thought they looked awful. "I hate black mesh stockings, too. Actually I like girls who don't wear stockings at all!" After that, the conversation deteriorated into a frivolous discussion as to what would happen to all the girls in England who wandered around without stockings in the middle of winter - frostbite on the fibia and chilblains on the knee caps! |
