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[Error: unknown template qotd]It's really vivid. I would have been about 3, judging by the content of the memory. My Aunt Cathy was pushing my younger sister, Tracey, up and down her hallway in an old-fashioned Silver Cross pram, singing "The White Cliffs of Dover" (one of my aunt's favourite songs). Tracey was wailing the place down. I was standing in the kitchen, with Tizer in a plastic tumbler. I still remember that the tumbler was red with white polka dots, and can smell the plastic cup.

It's an odd thing to remember, really.

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