SPLIT SECOND
Strolling through the park, a huge smile spread across my face.
It was May last year, and I was spending the bank holiday with my family, best friend Shareen, 30, and her kids.
A sunny day, we’d travelled to Rosemead Park in Hull to meet up.
As we walked across the grass, my husband Paddy, 32, and I were hurrying along our four kids – Max, nine, Mason eight, Molly, six, and Matilda, three – as they were cartwheeling around us.
All active, this was the norm.
Our gymnast Max in particular was always showing off a new move he’d learnt.
Finally, we reached Shareen who was taking photos of her two girls – Macie, 10, and Mia, nine – next to a rusty flyover.
The girls all danced together, and
