The burnt bottom memory. OK so, when we lived in Cyprus, one Christmas (or birthday, can't quite remember) i was about 3 or 4 I think, you bought me a BMX bike, it was out on the patio and had been for many hours in the hot hot sun, but I was so excited that after I woke up in just a vest and knickers and jumped straight on my new bike and burnt my bum on the seat, it was so hot from the sun and I started crying, you thought it was hysterical!! And you told many people the story when I was older as a way to make me blush!! I loved that bike!! And I love you 💝