As Dad's little shadow, you used to follow him around asking a million questions and wanting to try whatever it was that Dad was doing. He would let you push the lawn mower or hold the fishing rod or give you some little timber offcuts of your own to hammer nails into.
Whenever your male cousins came to visit (they were few and far between) you would 'shadow' the older boys and definitely shared a mutual sense-of-humour with Tim and Rhys and Michael and Simon.
As you got older your shadow got taller and narrower. You went from being a solid, little toddler to being tall, lean and lanky.
Now that you are no longer here you leave a shadow in our hearts!
xxx
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