That ****er's made my life a lot ****tier over the last 20 years or so.... ...I even started calling myself 'Christopher'...
I know.... I guess it could have been even worse. For reasons that she never cared to share, my mother was intent on naming me Robin. My father wasn't having any of it. He wanted 'Chris'. My mother's response to that was..."Yes, but Christopher...with Robin as a middle name." I'd have been ****ing Christopher Robin Martin... My mother thought it was 'nice', but then again, she dressed me and my now deceased brother in girls' clothes when we were young kids. Not dresses or skirts, but socks and coats with flowers on them. I was having a tough enough time at school, without being Pooh Bear's best mate as well... That woman was ****ing nuts!
It did for my siblings, though. They're all nuts, too!!! I have pics of me in my cross-dressing, younger days...people tend to think that I'm making it up...
Before the baby was born my mother was certain it was a girl and she was to be called Charmain after a song by the Bachelor's, lucky for the kid it was a boy a 6ft tall rugby player
I'm not really with it...and my brain applied predictive reading...so it was "Chairman". Possibly a song about Frank Sinatra or in honour of a short bloke who used to appoint and sack coaches on behalf of Spurs? Chairman, if we're ever in trouble Your casting vote counts as double... Mmmmm, nice!
