I first met Lisa at the church hall in Wallsend where my parents and hers were having a party on New Year’s Eve. I was quiet, shy and didn’t really say too much to her. She was so differnt to me, confident and outgoing. I had my eye on her straight away, with her blonde curly hair, but I never thought I stood a chance. Lisa was friends with my mates Steven Bradley and Stephen Rutherford, who were more outgoing than me. We used to all meet up on our bikes to go to Wallsend Park and play tennis or cycle down to Whitley Bay and get the bus back to avoid cycling uphill.
