It was summer 1996, i was 16 and going on my second christian camp to Mayfield. The last one i cried because i didn't want to leave so I was excited to go again. The first time i was introduced to Joe, i don't remember much, but over the course of the week i got to know him very well.
To be honest, i think he was up to up himself to notice me.
I was quite shy and couldn't pluck up the courage to talk to him often and when i did, (
it was like that)there were good conversations and i realised that we did have alot in common (oh and he was very cute too!).
Because he lived in Twickenham, i never saw him during the rest of the year and so Summer 1997 came and Joe and me spent more time talking, mainly about the bible, well i had to get him alone some how! We shared a hug, which was good as i was coming to terms with the death of someone i knew. He didn't do much to help me after that and again i didn't see him until the next summer in 1998.
Where i vowed to make him my boyfriend, i doted on him and he still conversed with me, the only problem was, was that Joe had fallen for jacqui, she was 8 months older than me and 10 months older than Joe (Joe was 60 days younger than me). I hugged him more and brought him presents but it proved in vain as when the holiday ended, Joe had forgotten me.
1999 was my last christian camp and Joe only turned up for 2 days even though he was told he could be a young leader. i was not interested in Joe and i told him that, besides i found Richie in the December before (and he was more there for me than Joe....)
