A Boy Called Audrey (Pictures from an Exhumation)

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I knew that a late night music act with crowds and flashing lights would be a big stretch for her (especially when she was a bit poorly), so a nice Vics Vapour Rub and getting tucked up in bed is what she needed. As they adapted their act, they decided that it would work better if they both appeared as eccentric old ladies. Trying to get the kids to bed at a reasonable time was not possible, but didn’t risk any late night raves with two so small. If all the world were memories, the past would be rooms I could visit and in each room would be my granddad”. This is a coming of age story, apparently all true, set in the gay community of Glasgow from 1962-64.

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She was just finding the repetition of the routine hard and also maybe a bit scared of the unknown – she had never been to the theatre booked for the event. One day the pianist for the drag acts did not turn up and so Logan filled in and was soon a regular fixture, eventually conceiving his own solo drag-and-piano act. It’s another woodland creatures-lose-a-friend-and-recount-stories tale, of which there are a few and if I am honest I would rather chose one of the others over this one! But what I always think is – if I can only just about handle it, when I love her to bits, do other people just find her crazily annoying?When I moved into the scene, that was quite a thing; rather smart, pearlised plastic coats were very trendy in those days and rose coloured velvet jackets with green slacks, you get the picture,” he laughs. Lots of beautiful core memories locked in again (amongst the whinging) and that’s what it’s all about (the memories, not the whinging! Which was actually why it was an extra special moment, when the girls in her modern group came running on stage and Audrey was just a few seconds behind, enough to give us the fear, oh no, she’s not going to do it and then… boom!

I thought, "I could do that and play the piano at the same time and keep the whole 10 quid to myself. But the real “difference” – the real area where I feel like the mother of a child who is disabled/neurodivergent/has additional needs, are those things that separate her without question from her typical peers. You see, in the early Instagram and blogging years, I read a few things other T21 mums said about pushing the whole “cute” angle with Down syndrome which can be damaging, and belittle the experiences of those facing the reality of a more grown up child with DS. I tell Linus I’ll pay because this is my documentary and I’m the producer, and he says OK, he’ll get the next one. I kept thinking “Well here I am hashtagging her, sharing, chatting, raising awareness… but I haven’t really made her “aware” she has Down’s syndrome” and that seemed a bit odd.Her writing, reading and maths are all progressing and she still is very happy to go to school everyday (even if she refuses to do work when she’s there! I guess I just want everyone to consider whether you need to push your child onto the next level, the older thing, the more grown up thing… or let them decide when they are ready?