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Saturday, 06 December 2008 |
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64 years ago my young Mum consented for the doctors, who had waited for several days whilst I popped my head out, looked around, thought "this is a serious mistake" and had gone back in again, to grab me with forceps and pull me into a world of smash hit singles and false allegations.
When I emerged I was paralyzed down one side (due to the forceps pressure) but they said "don't worry; it's only temporary, it will all settle back to normal".
And it did except for one tiny little nerve which gave me a highly attractive but slightly crooked smile with a fractionally uneven upper lip.
Over the years observers of how highly attractive I was tried and failed to emulate the look. Elvis Presley. Hugh the Welsh News Reader...
But I remain a one off...
Happy Birthday to me - 64 today!
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