TRAPPED INSIDE THIS

Waking up to a clear, blue sky, I pulled back the curtains and smiled. It was 24 June last year, and the weather was set to be a scorcher. With a day off from my job as a preschool teacher, I picked out a floaty summer dress and slipped on my flip-flops. After waving my fiancé Mike, 35, off to work, I headed with our two boys – Reuben, then five, and Elliot, two, to the park for some fun in the sun.

We had a perfect morning playing games, and by 2pm we were exhausted.

‘Wake up, sleepyhead,’ I whispered to Elliot as I parked the car