I was at a wedding once – suffering, of course, and on my
own – when a young lad of about twelve approached me. He said he’d asked
somebody a question, and this somebody had told him to come and ask me.
‘When I get older,’ he said, ‘what’s the best way of getting
on with women?’
‘Never lie to them and treat them with respect,’ I answered –
without hesitation, as far as I recall.
‘OK. Thanks.’
What a very strange thing that was, and I’ve always wondered
whether I ruined any prospect of the poor lad ever having a successful
relationship.
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