This is not a fantasy. It is all true. I am not trying to boast. I was very lucky. At age 22 I got a job in a city in the (English) Midlands working as a computer programmer for a large Mail Order company. I rented a small house near the centre of the city. It was at the end of a block of four and next to another block of four, separated by a pathway running through to the back yards. I moved in during the summer and met...