By Helen LeFevre
Charlie started it. And when a ginger wages a campaign, you might as well capitulate.
“I like this one,” Tim said. “She’s the prettiest.”
The breeder winced: “She’s a bit — tricky.”
But the deal was done.
Home, to three young Burts, a flurry of visits from the Waller playground, builders, neighbours, and extended family. There was no quiet introduction to family life.
And she was tricky.
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Three weeks before my grandfather died, he spent a last holiday sitting on the warped wooden bench in front of Cley windmill. It was early October: murmurations of starlings rode the wind over the salt marshes each evening, coming together and breaking apart against an endless expanse of sky. Dog walkers hiked along the sea ridge to Blakeney, and young families soaked up the final dregs of summer.
When the sun was out my mother loaded the car with a pair of wooden garden chairs, blankets, boxes of pills, and drove him to the shingle beach. He sat cocooned in…
Staff writer at People Management magazine, and co-founder of Fumble – an online sex education resource by young people for young people