TRUE-LIFE
Sat up in bed, I watched my husband admiring his reflection in the mirror.
‘I’m like that bloke from the film,’ Paul, then 40, smirked.
We’d just watched Benjamin Button on the TV.
He reckons he looks like Brad Pitt, I thought.
‘You’re absurd!’ I chuckled.
Paul always made me laugh so much.
It was April 2010, we’d got together as teenagers after growing up on the same street.
Now we had three kids, Jess, then 18, James, 15 and Katie, 12.
Paul was the fun parent, dancing and singing to his beloved Elvis.
Belting out The Wonder of You at any opportunity.
In the summer, he’d make a garden water slide from tarpaulin
