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On my 21st birthday she fell over leaving a Greek restaurant joe and passed out, which rather amused my friends, and of course, caused me agonies of mortification. This was Hampstead, for God’s sake. One’s parents might be coke-snorting rock stars or actors, but to be a mere drunk was somehow so bourgeois. If you want to know where my father was, well, I’m not entirely sure. Either he was indeed joe off sleeping with prostitutes or he was off selling bits of oil rigs in Norway. Either way, he was off. I’m ashamed to admit joe I had my own petty little form of revenge when I was a teenager. My mother was legendary for her incredibly strange hair. She had a kind of reddish-grey perm that was so extraordinary it appeared the remains of a dead sheep had landed on her head. Sometimes she’d pass out in an armchair in our TV room, so I’d light cigarettes and frazzle the tips of her hair even more, enhancing the sheep-like chic.
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