i remember one time, my ex boyfriend was giving me a lift on a pushbike to work. it was raining and i worked on the beach front . . . i sat on the cross bar, we were drenched, we kissed (but not so much that we fell off!) after it was just perfect . . . . . . . . . . . . the moon was out, the waves were lapping against the coast – was fukd that i had to work but at least i went there happy!