How very British.

My Father's always been a great influence to my life. He is amazing, my idol and that is that.
He taught me his lessons, and told his anecdotes. He taught me my sense of humour.
At home I'd sit at his feet while he read on the old leather sofa. I'd do jigsaws or draw, or listen to the classical, or jazz music he played me. Mummy would join us when she'd done working.
I loved the tale of peter and the wolf and I always felt sleepy when I listened to it, and often just dozed off on the floor.
In winter we turned on the fireplace and me and mummy would warm our hands and think how lovely and warm it was in Thailand.
My parents rarely told me they loved me, if I said it to my Mother she would say 'I love you too, Darling' But my Dad always grunted in response. I knew he loved me, he just didn't know how to say it.
If i tried to hug my Mum, shed bump me gently and tell me to not be silly.
My parents never played with me, aside from the chess games where Daddy taught me to play, and the occasional monopoly when both parents were in the mood for a game.
So I drew things, I played in the garden, but it was no fun on my own, so I sat in the trees and thought about things or sang to myself on the swings. I created fun ideas in my mind, I dreamt things and talked to myself. I pretended my soft toys were alive (my Father being a toxicologist, went away to lecture a lot and always brought back toys or chocolate) The animal form of soft toys was familiar to the farm, but I hated dolls. I was afraid of them, I didnt see girls much, or talk to them, so the natural instinct is to fear them.
If I ever had a bad dream, about a doll attacking me, in my dream, my animals came to my rescue.
When they let me out of the house, I got lost in the forest, but I wasn't lost, I was exploring, like I did in the jungles.
My mum was young, too young. And she wanted to go clubbing, and Daddy always said 'Don't go, you can't leave Mary, can't you see she needs you?' And I loved Daddy for telling her, because he was right, and I always said to her 'Don't go'. It turns out, I never said that, she said I never once told her not to, or she wouldn't have. But apparently I wanted her to be happy, so when she asked if she could go, I just nodded, I didn't want to be any trouble. So I amused myself in my room.
When I went to school I was quiet, England was cold, and I made friends mostly with the boys. They were familiar, I felt safe with them, like I was back with my brothers.
I never made friends with girls before BHS, an all girls school.
Girls there were better, I wasn't afraid of them. I'm still growing there..