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When I was about 5 or 6 my dad and I were always football rivals..I remember being ill on the settee, my dad decided to stay up with me and we watched match of the day. I though tit was being played as we watched, so my dad picked the team he wanted to win and I always went for the opposite team, this went on for years, my dads team always won. It wasnt until i got older that I realised he knew the scores before he picked his team and he always picked the team that won. How crafty was that....lol

I remember getting up for school one morning, my dads motorbike was always parked on the grass verge, the first thing I would do was look out of the window for his bike, this particular morning it wasn't there. Panic filled me, I flew downstairs and my eldest sister was there, I asked where my dads bike was and she told me both mum and dad had had an accident during the night. It was a windy night and has my dad hit the bend the bike just went striaght, he threw my mum off who shattered her knee and he went into a brick wall. He broke his jaw and was in intensive care for 3 days. We were so worried about him, but he came home and things went back to normal.