Was anyone else out there going to marry this boy? At the tender age of seven I would have fought you if you had any designs on him. David Cassidy didn't get a look in. I would have run off to America and converted to Mormon, whatever that entailed at the drop of a hat!
I had a poster of Donny on my bedroom door. the centrefold from 'Jackie' of course. If my failing memory serves me well I think he was wearing a purple cap like this one. I used to snog him, Not with tongues you understand. I didn't know about the French version of kissing then. It was
still a wonder though that the paper didn't go soggy. At the school disco I affirmed my love, with a crowd of other little girls, by shrieking near the speakers on the stage. Of course, I knew that they were only pretenders. I was THE ONE.
Over time my love waned. I'm trying to recall which superstar I moved onto. It's a good job I'm fickle. I don't think me and the Church of the Latter Day Saints would be a good match. Tea is a no-no. So is beer. Donny or a nice cuppa or a pint of proper ale? There's no contest!