Albert Cromblethorme

Boilerman and Transvestite I suffer from dementia also Boilerman's Crutch known as BC in the trade.I were t'boilerman at Lancaste Art School. That's where I first met John Waite. He'd be allus nipping t'boiler room with his bass guitar and saying , "Mr Cromblethorme Sir, could you show me how 'Hey Joe" goes please?, I says back to him," Grow thi hair long and keep twangling on that banjalayli". Now look at him! Right proud that I helped nurture the seed that became John Waite, super rock star and wonderful brother. Nothng is more erotic than the smell of hot cast Iron, coal dust and warm asbestos pipe lagging. Many's the time I've dressed up in high heels, stockings, suspenders, a bra and knickers with the boiler room door locked and masturbated. I like a game of dominoes and a few pints with Jim and Alec of a Sunday dinnertime. I have an allotment and am a regular reader of The Boilerman and The Furnaceworker's Fortnightly. I have a full set of false teeth,wear glasses and have a Bilko hairstyle. Folks say I'm strange but I think I'm the only normal person in the world. I am unmarried but not gay and live with my 92 year old mother. Did I tell you I've got dementia and terminal Boilerman's Crutch. BC won't go no matter how much Fiery Jack and battery acid you apply to the open, weeping sores round me un mentionals

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