Friday, 14 May 2010

Yikes ... my baby brother is 27 today!


YIKES – my baby brother is 27 today. What does that make me?

Time really does fly. I remember the little git kicking my mum from inside while she was pregnant with him.

You just knew that trouble was coming!

There has never been a dull moment with him around – one of the funniest was when he was aged about three, while we were briefly living in Mill Hill, North London.

My mum was ready for a night out and my grandmother was up from Folkestone to babysit.

She was all dolled up and looking forward to an evening away from the kids.

But our mum only managed to get as far as the end of our front garden path, when she turned round to look up at the front bedroom. To her horror, it had been coloured a pitch-black!

She raced back into the house and up the stairs to discover Wayne had helped himself to a thick black marker pen, which he somehow managed to cover the entire window with.

Plus he decided to “redecorate” the entire bedroom!

Still larger than life – and someone who always makes people smile – Wayne is a wonderful lad.

But if he is starting to push up to 30 … that scares me … because I’m even older!

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