TO THE RESCUE
Jul 08, 2021
3 minutes
Switching on the telly at around 10.30am, it was a cosy Sunday morning before Christmas, on 6 December 2020.
I was with my daughter, Ellie, then six.
My husband Patrick, 32, and our eldest daughter, Isabella, then nine, were upstairs doing some tutoring online.
It was a pyjama day, and Ellie was munching on her peanut M&M’s – Patrick buys the kids a pack of sweets to have on the weekends as a treat.
‘Do you want a drink of anything?’ I asked her.
Ellie shook her head and flashed me a
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