I will always remember one of our camps, where we were running through the woods, playing, you ran into a tree branch and put a hole in your leg. I was so concerned that I ran off screaming Dawn's got a hole in her leg, to our pack leaders, only to look round and find you were following me screaming I've got a hole in my leg. We laughed about that day for years.
For those worried, it wasn't a major hole just a scratch.
One of many fun times we had growing up together.
Miss you darling xxx