And then there were 3
Without me really noticing - my Mum had a man in her life. Now when we went out on our day trips together there were three of us, and instead of going by public transport we went in his car. I suppose at some stage we must have been introduced, but if I’m honest I don’t remember, or perhaps my mind doesn’t care to. Either way, Mum married him, and we became a family unit. A few months later he adopted me and legally became my Dad with no opposition from my birth father. I’m told I had to go to court to speak to a judge to confirm that I wanted this to happen, but I don’t recollect that happening, but I’m sure I would have remembered such an event even if I were only a child. It must have been a relief to my Mum though; no longer a single parent she now had a decent hardworking husband who wouldn’t gamble and drink away the rent money – so I was told - or have affairs and cheat on her with other women, and who would be a father to her son.