Big sky

Fab day! When I came out of school after 5pm it was still lovely - sunny and warm. I nearly broke into a little skip for joy! But then I remembered to act my age and not the size of my shoes (six). The sky was brilliant: full of flocculent clouds and vapour trails.

When I was in my early teens my Auntie Dot's party piece was to run like a six-year-old. My younger sister and I used to love this and fell about laughing every time she did it. We were easily entertained.

Nowadays my daughters and I can raise a laugh from each other by holding hands and skipping along the footpath. Only when no-one else is looking, though :)