text:  Well, in 1969, when I was 12 years old, the first American that I ever met called Betsy Clapp with a double P. And I fell madly in love with her. She was fast-talking, gum-chewing. She taught me how to French kiss. I don't know whether you know what that means. It's use of the tongue. Oh, yes. That has recently arrived here on these shores. Ah, good. And I tried to...