Had Tinder been available on the evening of August 15, 1965, there’s little doubt that Norma Brown, then Nisbet, would’ve swiped right on the blond hunk she saw before her.
Her face covered in a rash, the 16-year-old hadn’t planned to be out at Edinburgh’s Cavendish dance hall at all that night, but fate intervened.
"I really didn’t want to that night as I’d come out in a red rash and thought nobody would want to dance with me,” she says, “but I was wrong”.
Due to dance halls not serving alcohol at that time, teenagers like Norma had no problem whatsoever gaining entry to the dancing – it was practically encouraged.
Persuaded by her friend, Norma put her dermatological woes to one side, headed to the Cavendish and danced to one of the beat groups that was on that evening.
"It was then at the other end of the hall I saw this tall, blond, good looking boy with his friend,” explained Norma, now aged 72. “They came and danced with us and he asked if I was staying up – but it was the last dance.
"He offered to take me home in his car, but I was only 16, and told him my mum would be furious if I ever got into a car with someone I didn’t know. However, he was very nice and I decided to take the risk.”
Young Norma’s instinct proved to be sound. The couple, who live together in South Queensferry, now have four children five grandchildren and almost 52 years of marriage under their belt.
Norma adds: “My husband Laurie wasn’t planning to be there that night either. He had been out rugby training and his friend persuaded him to go out too. Fate kind of brought us together”.
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