I need to confess!
In the far off days of my yoof I -
a) Stole cigarettes from the box of 50 on top of the piano at Christmas, then graduated to receiving stolen goods in the form of cigarettes from the shop which belonged to my oppo's Father, where we both did a paper round.
b) Indulged in binge drinking by accepting gin from an elderly person who's paper I delivered - I think he fancied me, but I and above mentioned oppo always travelled in pairs.
c) Commited what would probably pass as statutory rape today, in my ham fisted attempts to discover the contents of the knickers of several pubescent and underage girls of my acquaintance.
But, at 16, when I enlisted, I became a respectable pillar of Naval society and did it all proper!
Since this all happened 55 years ago, should I sell my story to the press?
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