Take That ....and that...and that

I was a huge fan of the british pop band, Take That. Naturally, I had the hugest crush on the hottie who ends up being gay after the band split in the late 90's. Mark Owen then ventured off on some solo albums, which I didn't think was his strongest and most brilliant move. You have to understand my obsession. I was a huge fan, my room at one point was covered with every space on the wall plastered with posters of these five blokes showing way too much skin. But I believed somehow, one day I would meet them. I had every book, magazine, and piece of memorabilia, that I could find. I was obsessed. When my aunt hanifa went to London, I saw her off at the airport and shouted Take That at the top of my lungs ( I know what a nerd). I even put that Take That logo, on my arm, with tat sunblock you put on your lips on my arm, so when I burnt while going to the beach, I would have a Take That tattoo. In 1996, I heard the news, they broke up! I broke down in tears, inconsolable, okay maybe I'm being a little bit dramatic. It was still very sad. Who else would I rely on, who would I fantasize about? ( Brad Pitt hmmm ) I followed dear old Robbie Williams faithfully. When he did come to SA, I was too broke and I was busy with exams to watch his show. And then one day while walking at the old musica in the waterfront I saw Take That reunite, minus Robbie. I was disappointed, I didn't understand why they wanted to give it a shot again, they were a legend, in their time. I had just seen New Kids On The Block, do a sad video, with these old men in their late thirties, run around shirtless, with these young girls. What the fuck? No seriously, it was depressing, it was social suicide on their part! So I was naturally thinking why were Take That doing this? I ignored their re arrival, like the antichrist! And then KD made me listen to a song, as he often does. Mind you he did introduce me to Tori Amos amongst others, and he told me it was Take That I was listening to! And not only did I like it, I loved it. They matured, like Ah Ha. They were not these bare chested boys ( mind you Howard did show his bum in "relight my fire" ) , but it was almost like they grew up with their fans who were no longer 15years old teens hanging on their every word but 30year old women, who were willing do give their childhood sweetheart one more chance! I'm a Robbie fan now, I still think I have a chance....