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Shelley is a whole lot more than just my girl. She is her own woman as well. Since we have been together I have counted my blessings every single day that I have one of the world’s truly beautiful women - inside and outside – to share my life and my dreams and my peculiar obsessive creative over-passionate nature.

I was in a London taxi approaching Leicester Square on a busy Saturday evening. I had arranged to meet Shelley on the street. The cabbie was understandably dubious at a blind man telling him “Don’t worry mate. Just Look for the most beautiful woman you have ever seen” … We had toured around for about five minutes when he exclaimed ‘There she is!” … and there she was.