Playing hopscotch in the school playground with my sister Hayley, we heard the bell go, signalling the end of break time.
It was April 1981 as the two of us, then 6, raced to line up by the door, giggling.
‘What have you been up to, Hayley?’ the teacher frowned.
It was Hilary! Hayley said, blaming me for whatever she was about to get into trouble for.
See, Hayley and I were identical twins.
same cheeky grin and bouncy blonde curls.
Like looking in a mirror.
