
There was a cuppa waiting for me when i came back downstairs and naughty Cocoa had been banished to the conservatory.
I got a bunch of tulips, and a dont worry about it hug, then my hero left.
This morning i had a text from my hero which read" I love you", because he knew Alan is in hospital, he put a heart on his text, he didnt want me to dip out on Valentines day.
My hero is Jay, my son.
Who would have thought that the little hyperactive cheeky tearaway of his youth, would grow into such a considerate man, but he has.
