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A few years later I became infatuated with an attractive young woman. She had been attending a wedding in All Saints, where I was still in the choir, and I met her on the pavement outside. Subsequently, she took me to a Baptist service, as a further step in our friendship. I did not share her taste in music. (It took jazz, and the Beatles a few years on to open my ears to music beyond the classical canon.) Maybe I said to myself: ‘Never mind if she likes Hollywood musicals. After all she is a person with a lovely body, a cheerful temperament, and a gleaming eye.’ Anyway, I couldn’t really cope with the Baptist service. We lost touch with each other.