I want to just say a massive happy 19th birthday to my baby sister, Molly. It’s a ripe old age is nineteen, I remember it fondly – still a teenager but also a fully-fledged adult. This, however, is dedicated to my sister instead of something metaphoric about age and growing old. We’ve grown up together and it’s always been great. Obviously, there’s ups and downs, trials and tribulations but I think overall we are the best two sisters I’ve ever seen. We’re basically twins – just got that sort of connection, y’know? We like similar things (except superheroes, you can keep those, Molly) and we have the exact same sense of humour (except maybe YouTube peeps, I can never get my head around those vloggers, sorry dude).
I’ve always heard since I was younger that we are two of the most well brought up young people they’ve ever seen – why thank you, Mum and Dad – and I kind of agree. I love home. I’m staying at home tonight and I can’t wait.
So here’s to Molly, the best sister anyone could ever have and I’ll see you tonight with a bag full of presents, no less.
Some photos for your enjoyment…