Ohhhhh boy.

I was just about to type "Another Huge Update" but that doesn't really cover it.

Mydrim's back in hospital, and it doesn't really look as though he's coming out. So on Wednesday night (thank you flirtydaz) I went down to Hampshire again. We arrived at about 0130 to find Maureen asleep and my brother and sister, Chris and Geraldine, sat up chatting. So we joined in the talking. Some of you will have heard me talk about my paranoid delusions about who my parents actually were - what with not having seen my full birth certificate, and countless little things which, when I was younger, I'd thought didn't quite add up. To be honest, when I've talked about it all of late, it's been in a more light-hearted way. After all, I wasn't told at 16. Or 18. Or 21 or 25. So I didn't really think about it all that much.

Guess what, everyone? It wasn't paranoia. They weren't delusions.

My biological parents are some guy called Bryan/Brian who (afaik) no-one in my family has seen in a shade over 30 years, and Geraldine Howell. Yes, the person who I referred to as my sister just up there. As soon as I know when I'm appearing on Trisha, I'll let you know...

Expect further updates as I get them...but I'll be a long time forgetting this weekend.

Daniel Howell(s). "Change everything you are/everything you were/Your number has been called"