Many people spend their whole adult lives wondering what went wrong during their childhood but I blame Butlins holiday camps.
Some people suggest I am different. A little weird. Bonkers even…
Then, going through some old family photos at Christmas I found the evidence I thought was lost forever.
How did you expect me turn out?
Was I entered into the fancy dress competition as a…
fairy, a princess, something jolly?
Nope. I went as knitting bag!
Is it too late to file for damages? 😉