My father was Philip Heseltine, better known as Peter Warlock (his chosen alter ego), a minor composer of the early 20th century, critic, writer, editor, man-about-town and waspish maker of enemies; my mother was one of his several mistresses, more or less concurrent.He was sexually voracious, happiest with three in his bed — either men or women. His tastes ran to sadism and were said to include flagellation. If his girls became pregnant, as often they did, he gave them a fiver to pay for an abortion.He was happiest with three in bed - men or women
My mother, pregnant with me, refused this offer — as a devout Roman Catholic — and within days of a blazing row over the matter, Warlock committed suicide. For this my mother blamed herself.
My mother, pregnant with me, refused this offer — as a devout Roman Catholic — and within days of a blazing row over the matter, Warlock committed suicide. For this my mother blamed herself.
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Silly Wabbit! Catholics are for groomzillas!
