Blink of an eye
Dear Paul,
It was your voice that first got my attention.
Standing on stage with all the confidence in the world, it echoed through the theatre, making the hairs on my arms stand on end.
Who’s that? I wondered.
It was June 2000, and I was at the theatre with my two children – Robert, then 16, and Tracey, 15.
Ever since their dad and I divorced, I’d tried to keep the kids busy with fun activities, and we’d joined a drama club.
But as the kids busied themselves with amateur acting exercises, I was distracted – by you.
‘He’s a great singer, isn’t he?’ a friend said, noticing my gaze.
After your performance, she introduced us.
You were also divorced, and while you worked for EDF, your real passion was singing at the theatre.
We clicked right away, didn’t we, my love?
After that, you’d take me out
