I have condensed an extremely long story into just a few words…………….
I had a normal family life; Mum, Dad, Brother, School, holidays, friends, jobs, cars, marriage, kids, good-times, bad-times, mortgage etc.
Three years after Mum died (Dad died first); I discovered Dad was not my biological Father. I asked the few remaining relatives and friends of Mums and they all said much the same thing, “What, didn’t they ever tell you?” It seems most knew this secret except my brother and me.
Research revealed who my real Father was (Basil), and he was still alive. I made contact and, over the next couple of years, enjoyed many outings with him at a local pub for fish and chips and two glasses of Guinness. Basil asked me not to make contact with his two sons who lived nearby.
He had little contact with my Mother after I was born, and didn’t know…
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