The day i found out i was getting a baby sister i was so excited and even though carole was kicking mum like crazy in the later stages of pregancy i never got bored watching mum's tummy moving. The night just after carole was brought into the world all red faced and screaming i remember dad and i going back to our house and decorating it with lights and christmas decorations and of course the christmas tree which in later years would become a carole's birthday must do! we all lived as the griffiths family, mum (tessa) dad (michael) and big sister(me, gemma) in frensham just outside farnham in the surrey countryside. As a family we worked and enjoyed the country life. Our small holding was fully functional with a collection of chicken's, pig's, pigeon's, horse's, sheep, dog's, peacock's, fish and rabbits to name afue. We were blessed in so many way's. As children we couldnt of wanted for anything more. Love, support, amazing memories and exsperiances also every trip to the pet shop giving dad puppy eyes and coming home with a new pet! I could write on and try and list every memory i have of summer night's not wanting to go to bed cause it was still light outside, dad's stupidly hot currey the night he desided to cook, the 1st and only time we order domino's pizza that was an extra hot too. mum and dad didnt beleave us when we said it was burning our mouth's, christmas power cut's with cold turkey sandwich's for christmas dinner, snowed in everytime it snowed, getting ready for school and carole could never find her shoe's cause she never put anything away and always left a trail of mess behind her come to think of it never being able to see the floor in carole's bedroom didnt change till the day she left us. As i write this so many thought's come into my head along with an overwelming feeling like i have forgotten something. I guess that is what writing these stories/memories is for? until next time..............