I've never laid a tile. Wouldn't the corners be a bit sharpish? :-)

My first kiss (after a fashion) was from a boy in school called Roger Feltham. I was 9. He was even younger, and had to stand on a grass bank to be level with me.

The first DECENT kiss was when I was 16 and on holidays with my parents at Jenolan Caves. I went on a walk to the Devil's Coachhouse, and I met this boy. We kept on walking together, and I still remember the kiss - very romantic. I floated for the rest of the day. Then that night, I heard "Tonight" from "West Side Story", and I still associate that song with that day. Never saw him again though :-(

Jenny