I have been reading a few magazines this week that have featured cute holiday snaps of Elton John and David Furnish with their son. It seems that they were in St Tropez hanging out with Neil Patrick Harris, his partner and their twins. I'm not usually drawn into celebrity stuff, but these photos have left me a bit perplexed.
Today I think I understood the reason. It is not because both couples are gay. That has never been the issue for me. I was perhaps a bit perplexed about Sir Elton trying to match his drug-taking party-boy reputation with that of a doting father, but then again, who am I to judge what people's past have to do with their current lifestyle? Nope, it wasn't that.
The penny dropped when I saw this photo. On the left is Sir Elton, 65 year old. On the right a much younger, yet still gay and famous couple. Their kids are all around Little Miss G's age. My little miss is not the most boisterous kid and is more into her books than her bike, yet each and every day that I spend with her I am slightly physically worn out. What makes a 65 year old man find the energy to do it? I, for once, hope with all my heart to not know what a nappy is at the age of 65. Let alone how to fold a buggy and all that.
OK, I hear you out there, I do know that grandparents have to get around re-learning all that at some point. But surely it is different if it is your grandchildren, right? You can help out, spoil the grandkids, but surely you don't really worry about fucking them up like you do when they are your actual kids, right?
What do you think? How do you feel seeing two slightly older fathers, gay or not, reaching out to sort out the kid in the buggy? Is it just me who thinks 'no thanks'?
Clearly I need not worry about Elton's young attitude to life as he was seen mooning Michael Caine from his yacht when the two boats crossed path. I assume the kid was sleeping inside and his dad was just goofing around, like dads do, old or young. Right? What are your honest thoughts seeing this photos?