I know where my dislike of clowns came from
I was only three but the picture is as clear in my head as yesterday
Mum and Dad took me and my cousin to Bertram Mills circus. It was a big treat because we didn’t have a lot of money for outings
Coco the Clown came over to us to say hello and leaned in towards us. I can still see his face and the make up running through the sweat and how it made the whites of his eyes look yellow
Janice and I screamed the place down!
And we were in big trouble afterwards from my mum for “showing off”, being rude and no appreciating our outing! 
Even now, pictures of him make me uneasy
