"...everytime you are near! Just like me they long to be close to you ...." Yeah you've guessed it, the Carpenters. Ok so I know this blog was suppose to be about my ole' man but let's face it, I can't deny that Mum played a major role in this. She was, after all, a raving dyke herself.
When Dad wasn't around in the early days (I think he was playing Gertrude Stein at the local amateur dramatics club), Mum used to cuddle, kiss and tell me she loved me like it was going out of fashion. Not saying it ever did, but well, she couldnt get enough of me. I realised at that point that she was missing the ole' fella and well, I was probably the next best thing I guess.
