I was heartbroken ...couldn’t imagine life without him Peering down my aisle at the meat factory, I gazed longingly at a gorgeous bloke.
Tall, dark and handsome, I thought.
Swoon!
I was 17, and Terry – a fellow factory worker – was my first crush. He was nine years older and drop-dead gorgeous.
Always cracking jokes, making me laugh.
Only...he was engaged.
I’ve no chance, I thought.
And soon I was over Terry, anyway.
I’d met Andrew, who mixed in the same circle of friends as me.
Lovely and kind, our friendship turned into romance.
A few years later, in August 1983, we married and I left the factory to have our son, Lee.
Andrew and I were so happy, and had three more kids, Daniel, Sophie and Nathan.
But,…
