Trouncer (a well known punter (or who was so a couple of years ago)) and I both (but separately) had an encounter with a young woman from St, Helena. I recall her working name was Sam (in Northampton). She was rather beautiful but a little odd in that she demanded clients washed their hands upon arrival. She had a waterbed I recall.
I think she was an English girl who had married an RAF bloke based in St Helena but it was a first for me.
Trouncer, who had actually visited that place, tore off to visit Sam ( I had described her to him) bearing a photo album of his trip and the two had spent some time, I believe, post-congruence comparing notes about the island.
Uncle Pokey
