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I’m not sure how we all four of us got on the bed with three great big teddy bears but lying there with Carol and the children (and those bears) was a ‘I never want this to end’ moment. The smell of baby Sam’s coconut head was exactly how I remembered it as she lay on my chest; and having Tracey one side and Carol the other made me feel like the filling in a sandwich of love. 
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Eventually though we did all have to move because naturally Sam needed feeding and changing and it was lovely for me to be able to tend her needs again. In the short six weeks or so that we had all been apart Sam had changed so much I was really glad the separation wasn’t any longer. While I tended to the baby Carol and Tracey freshened up after which we all went down for a stroll around Alameda gardens. I had died and gone to Heaven!
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As we walked around the gardens we ‘bumped into’ (accidentally on purpose) a couple of mums from the Naval Wives Club who I had (deliberately arranged to bump into and) arranged to babysit while I took Carol out for a meal; point being I wanted Tracey to meet them beforehand. Fortunately Tracey was very relaxed with them and after an hour or so was delighted they were going to watch the television with her while Mummy and Daddy popped out for a little while.


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That evening, dressed up to the nines, we sat in the back of a taxi on a beautiful warm evening and cruised slowly (at my request) up the Rock to St.Michaels Cabin. When we arrived we got out of the car and looked out at the view below – speechless. Carol was in awe of the Rock and the view and I was in awe of her; she looked beautiful. It was forty years ago but in my mind it may as well have been forty minutes ago the memory is so crystal clear.
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As we went into the cabin we were greeted by a waiter who showed us to our reserved table by the window overlooking La Linea; in the background a live folk band played beautiful gentle instrumentals. Back then whenever we went out for a meal (which was extremely rare because we never had spare money) we always had a steak and although that may sound naff now it was an amazing treat for us then. Oddly enough I don’t particularly remember the steak that night so much as the most amazing French Onion Soup with Cheese Croutons we had for starters. 
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As the sun went down we alternated between looking out of the window at the lights flicking on in the town and staring each other straight in the eyes. We were two ordinary people who had somehow survived difficult, abusive, lonely childhoods to find each other, connect and land in paradise.