This arrived in the post yesterday for my Mum-mar, but through a busy day was overlooked. My old child minder found a photo of me from when I was about three behind her kitchen work top and sent it along.
I remember the outfit I’m wearing distinctly and that at that time all I wanted to do was play power-rangers with my big brother. We would make telephones out of empty pot-noodle pots and string and lower them out of my bedroom window to each other. My hair was much more red and watching Big Bird before nap time at my child-minders would scare me so much!
So much has happened since I was three, but at this very moment in time, despite the current work load, life is pretty sweet.