Screaming at the top of my lungs, I’d caught sight of a huge spider.
‘Paul, come and get rid of this for me!’ I shouted to my hubby, now 41, not wanting to pick it up for myself.
‘No! I want to keep it,’ our daughter Charley smiled, taking it into her cupped hands.
Ever since a young age, she’d always been interested in animals, even down to the smallest ant on the pavement, wanting to look after it.
That’s something that her siblings Sophie, now 22, Kylah, now 20, Callum, now 19, and Jake, now 14, weren’t so keen on!
But Charley didn’t mind.
She even had her own catchphrase as a toddler…
‘I do it by my own,’ she’d mutter, which would melt my heart every single time.
And that caring, independent personality definitely continued through her primary school years.
Loving all things history and getting involved in PE lessons, she was a real firecracker – outgoing and confident.
Which made her pretty popular with her classmates.
With plenty of great friends, Charley loved going to school, unlike other children her age.
So, when it came to moving to secondary school, she was actually excited to get stuck in.
Grabbing her bike, she’d cycle with Jake as he
