Lucky to have you
Rushing around the house, I looked about for my keys and wallet, eventually finding them under a pile of laundry.
Checking I had my shopping list, I popped my head into the living room to say goodbye.
I’m off to Iceland for the food shop, see you both soon,’ I said, blowing a kiss to my boyfriend Tim and my five-year-old daughter Jessica.
It was 10 February 1996, a few days after Jessica’s 5th birthday, and she was still excitedly playing with all her new presents.
Tim Jenkins, 19, and I had been together for a year after meeting through friends, and things were going pretty well.
He did have a bad temper on him and could sometimes get rough with me, but I didn’t mind
