Here I am at the start of my sixties, looking back on special moments in my life.   Unquestionably the best gift I have ever been given was my niece’s virginity.   She was nearly eighteen, had just finished sixth form and was ready to go off to college.   A sweeter girl you could not wish to imagine.   Bubbly and beautiful, full of the exuberance of youth, yet somewhat sad because she still had to find out about sex.   Oh...