I’ve been thinking about why I am the way I am. People often wonder why I am so anti-romance and things such as that.
I think the reason can be pinned down to the moment my Mum & Dad met. They were about my age, and were at a mutual friends house party.
My Dad was drunk, sat on a sofa and at that time had a thing for a girl called Lesley.
The first words my Dad said to my Mum were
“Why don’t you sit down and we’ll pretend your Lesley for the next half hour?”
They’ve been married for over 30 years.
So yeah. Fuck romance, my Dad is my hero.
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