Over at I Want My Mummy, Clara’s hosting a Monday Mixtape on childhood crushes.
Mine was George Michael. In his Wham! heyday, I covered my bedroom wall with posters and thought he was the most gorgeous man alive. I still have a huge soft spot for him now, but less of a crushy thing and more like an old familiar friend.
The pictures are my bedroom well somewhere in the mid 1980s. All indoor photos seemed to come out with an orange tinge back then.