| i was a forerunner of the fritzl family in that i never saw daylight through the seventies and lived on a diet of snackpots and cucumber spread sandwiches . august 1980 i was taken outside the celler and almost died from melting when my nylon shorts fused with the vinyl seats in my fathers viva , aircon ? open a window boy and stop bleating . my mother took me out the very next day for what she said was a maths lesson , the zetters it was called and she did six books at a time which the other scholers told me was well hard . i thought the place was on fire but in was just the fug eminating from a thousand players number 6 lit in unison . over here son she cried and we were off to a new life thanks to the link ! i have hundreds of friends i call uncle now and have to sleep with a red light on at all times | 
