It was 8:30 in the evening, and we'd been sitting in London traffic for nearly an hour. The storm was still raging on outside, and car horns were blar...ng left, right and centre. I'd called Liam after my shift at work. Public transport was all but down, and I didn't want to walk the streets of London at night. Liam had been less than enthused about coming to get me. “I'm sorry, I didn't know there'd be congestion.” “You could've gotten the bus like a normal person,” he muttered. “So you'd have. The prevalent atmosphere at home decided me to keep very quiet about my illicit pleasures. Around about a year later a man the f****y referred to as ‘uncle Pete’, although in reality he was no relation, came into my life. Uncle Pete was pretty good fun and generous! It was him that introduced me to train spotting which was to become a lifetime passion. Pete took me all over the country to railway sites of interest and when he wasn’t doing that we were in his shed playing with his model railway.. I realized that being near her did excite me. “OK mother but on one condition.” “What is it son? Tell me.” “Mother, you must promise me one thing, after your marriage, if ever you have any problems, in that house, you will not keep any secrets from me. No matter, what the problem is anything and everything? No secrets hidden. No matter, what the problem may be.” “I Promise Son, that I will not hide anything from you” “No mom put your hand on my head, and promise. I cannot see you unhappy. ‘To a fun evening!’ she lifted a toast, smiling broadly. James followed suit and they drank down about half the glass. ‘Why don’t you go and pick out some music while I finish up a few things in the kitchen,’ she said and kissed him quickly on the cheek. ‘Pick out whatever you like. I have something of everything.’ James sorted through the CD’s and found he had no idea about any kind of music. He just selected the one on top and bent to the task of figuring out the CD player. Country music.