I remember when me and my girls went on holiday with you mum, Gemma was just a couple of weeks old. I had terrible baby blues and you came back off your holiday with dad to pick me and the two girls up to have a break. You and I went into a wax museum, house of horrors whilst dad waited outside pushing pram round and looking after little Siany too. We stood next to what we thought was a dummy and you said "Look at this one Lin, bloody noro he's an ugly so and so but at least his mother loves him..." when he turned round and looked us both straight in the face. The pair of us laughed so much we both wet ourselves. My dad had to go to woollies and buy us some knickers. We were in stitches that day mum. x x x