Thank you for everything.
For bringing up two daughters who, through their own struggles have become amazing young women.
Thank you for teaching us to be creative, to be ourselves.
Thank you for teaching us to draw, for encouraging us to read books, whether it be borrowed from the library or bought in charity shops (still one fo my greatest loves visiting charity shops for books)
Thank you for letting us make tents with your airers and blankets.
Thank you for being a fantastic cook, I love your cakes and cornbeef hotpot.
Thank you for letting us get Keegan and then of course the boy Milo. Both have taught me so much.
Thank you for looking after us when we were ill, especially the swine flu episode.
Thank you for everything and I hope we make you proud.