If I looked a little bleary eyed one morning last week, it was because I'd been out on a date. Yes, I know I'm Mrs Suburbia, happily married with two children and a cat, but last night was a bit of a one off.
I had a rendezvous with HIM. Who? With David Cassidy!
Okay, it wasn't quite what I'd dreamed of all those years ago as a 14-year-old in Liverpool. I had to share him at a concert with tens of thousands of other women, all like me in their extremely late mid (ahem) thirties. I am happy to admit I cried quite a lot and even screamed at that iconic conjunctive "but" in "Could it be Forever?". Well, who could blame me - it was the soundtrack to my life.
All the classics like "How can I be sure", "Daydreamer" and "Some kind of Summer" brought back to me those feelings I had as a shy teenager in Liverpool, when the highlight of my life was squeezing my blackheads and watching the Partridge Family on a Thursday night.
I do remember at one point in the 70s there was a huge rivalry between David and Marc Bolan of T Rex fame (Donny came a little later). You couldn't and didn't like both. It was sort of against the law.
Almost every inch of my bedroom was covered with pics of the fab feather-haired, hazel-eyed, sexy-voiced one, who would surely fall in love with me and sweep me off to California should our paths ever cross in south Liverpool.
I thought, dreamt and breathed David Bruce Cassidy. He was THE ONE. What was anyone thinking of liking that Marc Bolan with the pale skin and less than perfect teeth? He wore lipstick, for Heaven's sake! You could keep him. I collected every front cover of Fab 208 to feature my David, every picture of him in Jackie magazine, and the rest…
One Christmas my favourite auntie, who prided herself on having her finger on the pulse of teenage girls, presented me with a huge larger-than-life poster. As I took it from the cardboard tube, heartbeat in overdrive, I pictured HIM in pride of place above my bed, watching me sleep, planting tender kisses on my untouched lips as I slept........................ and then I saw it. Yes, it was the ultimate poster of.........................Marc Bolan!
Did I look bovvered - you betcha!
Have you ever had a similarly unsuitable Christmas gift? I'd love to hear about them in my comments box!
Love Debbie

Debbie i understand you love for David. I was only 7 years old when he hit the scene. I recieved How Can I Be Sure for my 8th birthday. When i see him on telly these days i get so moved for my youth gone by and my happy happy days. Thanks for reminding me of those happy days.
Posted by: Maxine | 30 November 2008 at 06:01 PM
You are so right. It could not be both David Cassidy and Marc Bolan. I ve got to admit however that it had to be Marc for me. Had posters of him everywhere and my friend and I used to walk to his home as he lived not far away.
My friend even made a calendar of him for me one Xmas.
Posted by: Liz | 25 November 2008 at 11:52 PM
I had a massive crush on David as well. He was just perfect! Many years ago i was living with this guy who i call call Steve and i told him for a christmas present idea i had spotted a beautiful purple satin sressing gown in M and S and when Christmas day came i was so excited i ripped open my present but i was very disappointed. Oh yes it was purple and it was a dressing gown but it was made of i don't know what and from Damart!!!Of course i had to smile and say how lovely it was because we were at my Mum and Dad's but when we got back to our own place i told him what i thought of it and he offered to change it but it wasn't the same. Can you believe it i was only 26. He got dumped not long after that!Not just for that though there were other reasons
Posted by: Joyce | 25 November 2008 at 01:31 PM
I have to admit, Debbie I was a Donny Osmond fan and didn't start liking David until '85 when I his album Romance. As to getting a present I didn't like well I remember getting an album by Jimmy Osmond from my mother and when I told her I didn't like Jimmy her answer was "Well he's an Osmond, that's all that matters" but it wasn't my Donny. I always dreamt of marrying Donny and him whisking me off to Utah.
Laura
Posted by: Laura Lambert | 25 November 2008 at 12:26 PM
I too was in love with the gorgeous, David Cassidy and had his poster on my bedroom door (wasnt allowed to put them on the wall). I seem to remember there being rivally between Donny and David amongst my group of friends - one or the other not both.
I think he is still handsome for his age. Hope you enjoyed the concert - wish I could have been there!
Posted by: sheryl | 25 November 2008 at 12:10 AM
Oh Debbie! How could you have married David Cassidy...he was going to turn up and marry me!! I saw in 4 years ago, twice. I had waited over 30 years to see him and I cried!.
He was my life. Happy days.....
Posted by: Viv | 24 November 2008 at 08:31 PM
hi Debbie
i got slow cooker of husband to be,he thought it was great.
i was gobsmacked,then last year i got plastic fly catcher off mother inlaw at least slow cooker was usefull.
have great chritmas
love dorothy
Posted by: dorothy | 24 November 2008 at 05:58 PM