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The story of a disastrous liaison with my first girlfriend.
The story of my endurance of basic training in the Canadian Army.
The story of how I was given the brush-off on a second attempt to create a liaison with a girl.
The story of how I was unceremoniously cashiered from the Army.
The story of my third girlfriend and how I conceived the dream of visiting Europe.
The story of my fascinating discovery of another country.
The story of how I had travelled several thousand miles in search of a girl, only to find myself rejected again.
The Story of how I worked waiting on tables at a holiday camp in Lancashire.
The Story of the only night I ever spent in a police cell.
A Story about the sowing of wild oats.
A little family history.
The story of a man who could not perform his sexual function.
The story of an attachment to another girl and a hurried, reluctant departure for France.
The story of how, on a hitch-hiking trip around Europe, I was abandoned by my travelling companion.
The story of how I was seized with the spectacle of Spain and bewitched by another woman.
The story of how I survived my debilitation in Lisbon and met another travelling companion.
The story of how I once came within an inch of drowning and another one about ascending the only mountain I ever climbed.
The tail of how I was mesmerised by yet another woman.
Two short tales about working in France and the emergence of a critical decision.
A story of my experience of a German beer hall and attempted sex in the front passenger seat of a Volkswagen Beetle.
A story about an experience of working underground.
Not over the great blizzard that struck Winnipeg on March 4th 1966, but in the company of new Winnipeg friends.
Story of a trip made to the Black Hills of South Dakota.
A post about begging in a national park, getting a lift with an English cowboy and being taken for a clueless dude.
A post about being thrown onto the street once more, condemnation again to wage slavery and a fresh rejection from another girl.
The last hitch-hiking trip of my life and my last visit to Spain for many years.
The story of my last three years in Canada and of my return to England.
My own personal experience of suffering a heart attack
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