Childhood wishes come true

When I was twelve

You sang "Puppy Love"

You looked into my eyes

We fitted together like a hand in glove

 

When I was thirteen

I learnt to knit

That free pattern from Jackie

For that purple and white hat that didn't quite fit

 

When I was fourteen

We moved away and I grew up

I left you behind

Still singing about that lonely pup

 

Years have gone by

And we have all moved on

Yet on the 28th January 2017

I find myself travelling to Nottingham

 

As I sit in the arena

With middle aged women shouting "We love the Osmonds"

I am twelve years old again

Hugging my pillowcase with a transfer of Donny Osmond

 

 

 

By the way - did I mention that Wendy and I are off to see Donny Osmond tonight?  More of this tomorrow!!