I’ve been going out with a lovely man for a few months, and it feels
like it could be the start of something beautiful. The only problem is
that no-one in my family seems to like him – in fact they regularly tell
me he’s bad news and that I should get rid of him as soon as possible.
It could have something to do with the fact that he is a member of the
BNP and has a swastika tattooed on his forehead, but if they just gave him a chance they might end up actually liking him. What can I do to get these narrow-minded relatives of mine to loosen up?
I know exactly how you feel – some people are so judgmental. I used to have a friend called Cindy Spigot, who was two years above me at school but who lived next-door-but-one to us so she didn’t mind talking to me. Cindy was loads of fun, and instead of wanting to play house or do a teddy-bear fashion show like all of my other friends, she wanted hang about outside the pub and speak to old men, put dried dog poo into people’s milk bottles or set fire to old ladies’ garden fences. Sometimes me and Frances Hall would have to watch out while she went down a back alley to talk secretly to a man, and then they’d come back with all their clothes on inside out. I asked my mummy about why Cindy liked to hang about down alleys, and she got all cross and said I wasn’t allowed to play with Cindy, probably because my mum is racist or sexist or something. Cindy isn’t at school any longer because she’s having a baby in a young offender’s centre, but maybe when she gets out, if I ask really nicely, my mum will let her come round for tea.
Hope that helps!