When I was about 16 I developed a crush on a new teacher (a fairly young one I hasten to add). The feeling didn't seem to be mutual as I seemed to irritate her and was always asking silly questions on purpose. A couple of years later, after I left school, she was in the same book lovers club as my mum and came to our house for a couple of meetings. Much to my mum's surprise I joined the club too. I didn't really manage to get close to my ex teacher until the Christmas party they put on. She said I was far too young to start a serious relationship with her and it was three years before she accepted my proposal. We're married now and have a son. She's still a bossy old boot and I still irritate her, in other words we're blissfully happy.