I NEED OTHERS IF THERE ARE MORE

I NEED OTHERS IF THERE ARE MORE

Robin (described by Maurice)

“Robin, being my twin, we are not a bit alike. He’s terrible when he wakes up in the morning, dreadful. It takes him a couple of hours to get out of bed.

He’s pretty moody sometimes. He’ll just sit and say nothing for a couple of hours, but then he’s usually asleep.

He has a very weird sense of humor. He likes to read. He likes to telephone people. He loves to telephone London, where he has a girl friend. I think he’d be lost without a telephone.

He doesn’t like late nights or early mornings. He doesn’t like going out. He doesn’t like to sing when he doesn’t feel like it. He has to feel good to sing when he’s just mucking about.

Let me see -how else can you explain a nut?

When he’s tired, keep out of the way. He gets very quiet and won’t say a word. He’ll just sit and won’t say a word to anyone. If you ask him a question that can be answered with a yes or no, he’ll just nod his head. He won’t talk. He says he has to save his voice.

His clothes are like the rest of ours. He doesn’t dress wildly or ridiculously. He dresses conservatively mostly. You’ll never see him without a tie, except when he’s in bed.

When he’s relaxing he’s just watching television, never goes out. He hates clubs, fast cars, traveling, airplanes, driving, speed in any forms. He loves old houses.

He’s alright. You know he’s my brother and I can’t actually do much about him. I can’t exactly knock him -hit him, yes, but I can’t knock him.”