Meisjes, met rode haren, die kunnen kussen. Dat is niet mis!" =Girls with red hair can kiss. That’s not wrong! …………..
Was a song that was top of the pops, in the Netherlands, just as I returned there, for the first time, in December 1969.
Like so many co-incidences, it seemed so appropriate. I had developed a theory that girls (and boys) with red hair had that extra bit of spark. I wasn’t Robinson Crusoe, in believing that. That song should have been my theme song/ signature tune!
The Nay sisters, who came to Bob Potter’s Ballroom Dancing Studio, helped that theory along. Many years later I couldn’t believe it when I took a bus tour (The economy one) through the U.K. and Ireland, I couldn’t believe my luck, walking down the main street of Dublin.