It was actually around the time when the Milk Tray adverts were in their prime and I did get a certain amount of stick from gentlemen I thought were friends....
I heard from a man that knew a man that knew that she was the daughter of a high ranking officer on her way home from Uni. Which probably explains the entry into my locked room...
My Dad was on the board of Leeds Uni and knew a retired General who was something to do with it. (not the Crewe staion story) The General told him tales that Dad passed on to me that would make your toes curl...
