Another Dianne memory

I remember her Mum telling me about the time "somebody" was stealing her cigarettes.  The suspects?  Her two boys, ages 8 and 7 respectively or her 4 year old daughter Dianne!

She lined them up on the couch...the kids, not the cigs.... into each mouth went a lit cigarette and what do you know... the boys, coughed, choked and spluttered... sobbed their hearts out!!  But not Di ... Oh no - she sat back, feet not touching the floor and puffed away for all she was worth.... like a 20 a-day smoker!  Honestly, just picture her... cute as a button... FOUR years old... her Mother looked to the future and sighed only 14 year's to go.... but all I can say is: DON"T TRY IT AT HOME!

My friend Dianne

Let me introduce you to my friend Di.... those of you who are under 16, please move on to the next post!

Sadly, I have lost touch with Dianne but whenever I need to find a smile, thoughts of Dianne help.  She is great; loud, young, blonde and not even the teeniest bit of guile.  She is so open and honest you could never find it in your heart to judge her.... Nothing is a secret and seriously I mean nothing! 

Once upon a time, "parking" down a lane... boyfriend in tow! Back seat!  As can happen when you are young (but over 18!), they got carried away ... it wasn't long before she screamed... "OH... Tony ... Tony... we're rolling... we're rolling..."

"Oh I know Babe" says Tony....

"No Tony... really.... the car.... the handbrake... we really are rolling"....

Now, you might think this was confided quietly... girl talk... friend to friend... NOPE!  This was told to an audience... her entire family, Mum, Dad, Brothers and all..... full volume, accompanied by hysterical laughter... honestly... NO secrets!