This story starts in the late 1960s. In the first part you'll find a snapshot of the 'Swinging Sixties' in the Far East, when Britain still had a military presence there. Here you'll find wives of British servicemen enjoying expatriate married life in the hot tropical atmosphere of Singapore. Then there are US servicemen appearing on a few days R&R on that beautiful island, trying to temporarily forget the madness of the Vietnamese war.
Many of the wives' husbands were often away on exercise or operations so, when some of these open-minded and high-spirited wives are at a loose end and they happen to meet handsome US marines out on the town for a few days and they're both looking for fun and games... well, who knows what might happen...?
It starts off as a bit of a slow burner - but stay with it as the saga follows the adventures the central character, a beautiful young newly married English girl called Dee and the things she gets up to. It goes from her being newly married in Singapore, then over the following years as she goes to live in England, Germany and Northern Ireland. Each chapter is self-contained, and some of the characters in the story appear more than once in more than just one location.
It's written it in what is sometimes called a 'Rashomon style', named after Akira Kurosawa's 1950 film 'Rashomon', in which a murder is described in contradictory ways by its witnesses. There are no murders in this story - but Dee has a few wicked and erotic adventures. In 'Rashomon style' they'll be described from the points of view of the various participants.
All the events in these stories actually happened, although not necessarily to the degree or at the time or place described. I'll leave it up to you, the reader, to decide which of the accounts are the most plausible.
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Rashomon I - Singapore 1969
First, some background. My name is Tony. This is the story of myself and Dee my wife from when we married in 1969 in Singapore up until 2008. Dee and I went to high school together in the early 1960s in England. We were in different classes and years and as is often the case she didn't really know I existed. I thought from the first moment I saw her she was the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen, and fell in love with her. All the boys fancied her, but she was in a different social circle to me. As a result, we hardly met or spoke and she didn't really notice me So, nothing happened between us. I left school, joined the British army in 1964 and in 1968 I was serving in Singapore.
In the November of that year I came back to England on a course. After I finished it I was about to return to Singapore when my sister invited me to her birthday party in Yorkshire. Unknown to myself, my sister and Dee had become best friends. Dee was there at the party - and Cupid and fate took over...
Over the following few months we corresponded by airmail - no emails or Skype in those days - and fell in love. I asked her to marry me and not wanting to wait until I'd finished my tour in Singapore she came out to join me there, where we married in July 1969. As you read what follows you should know that she and I had only actually known each other for no more than a couple of weeks - four days in England and the ten days she was in Singapore before the wedding ceremony.
In England we'd hardly even kissed but in Singapore we were able to make love at last - a couple of times before the wedding. The first occasion was on the cramped back seat of a Morris Mini car a few hours after she arrived. She was just as eager for our first attempt as I was - although it was very awkward and didn't last very long. We had another go a few days later when we were babysitting my best man's small son - and this time it was much more comfortable and enjoyable. People said we married in haste and it wouldn't last - but that was only 48 years ago so they might be right.
Anyway, after the wedding ceremony the reception was held at my best man's house and most of the members of my army unit - I'll call it the Company - and their wives and girlfriends were there. At the reception, Dee was still in her wedding dress when she started chatting to a couple of close friends of mine called Rod and 'Scottish' John. Rod and John were real characters. Both had wicked senses of humour and even though this was the first time they'd met Dee obviously impressed them. All three quickly became good friends and Rod and John also both turn up in a couple of future stories, in Singapore and other countries.