Thank you.
For working so hard to give us everything we needed when we were growing up.
Thank you.
For introducing me to a whole world of theatre – Shakespeare (especially Shakespeare-based musicals!), rock and roll music, and yes, even the opera.
Thank you.
For being there with a hug and a hanky after my teenage strops.
Thank you.
For the spaghetti and meatballs.
Thank you.
For squeezing skateboards and roller skates into the boot and driving all through the night every summer to get us safely to Antibes.
Thank you.
For providing seemingly endless supplies of 10 franc coins for games of pool.
Thank you.
For being wonderfully silly.
Thank you,
For ‘me taters and me hot fried fish’.
Thank you!
For being the one to bring me to Swansea, on both the open day and on my first day here. You were just what I needed on those days.
Thank you.
For your constant support.
Thank you,
For everything, Daddy.
Thank you.
Happy birthday!
Loads of love,
Madeline
xxx


Lovely! Made me laugh and cry! So many memories! I taught Amélie ‘I put my finger in the woodpeckers hole’ yesterday!
Haha, can’t believe you taught Amelie that one! x