Sandra Martin used to live at the big Pumping Station house through the Meadows near here and for a time I was her older sister, Ann's very-much-sort-of (slightly) 'toy boy' boyfriend, while my older brother slightly fancied Sandra, which was a strange but true case of 'lines-crossing'. I've got no idea what has happened to either of them, worse luck! I'd love to meet Ann again, sometime.

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