[Gordon Booth]

You've got me going now, Margaret.
My cousin and I slept together( he was a 'he') so we'd wait till Father Christmas had gone(innocence didn't last long even then). Then we'd root through the two pillowcases because we knew somewhere among the paints, bananas, Mars bars etc there'd be two little torches. Back under the bedclothes and have fun until the batteries ran out. Too damn cold to sit up, no fire in your bedroom unless you were ill.