|Sam, Mum and me admiring Granny's gorgeous Christmas tree in 1986|
|Sam and me with Dad. Gosh, he used to have a good head of hair!|
|Sam (in the yellow) with me and our cousins. I LOVED my outfit!|
Happy birthday to my little brother, Sam!
You know you're old when you start saying things that begin with 'I remember when . . .' but I can't help it!
I remember when I was the 'big girl', the grown up, the more mature one . . .
And now here he is, 27 today and all growed up - complete with gorgeous wife, great job, big family home, three dogs, caravan and a perfect baby daughter.
And I have a hangover.
How times change!
Happy birthday Sambo xo