Harriet Barnsley, 26, Birmingham
Hearing a knock at the door, I knew who was on the other side and raced to open it.
‘Are you coming out to play?’ my friend Rebecca McManus, then 10, smiled.
‘Yep,’ I replied, matching her grin.
Beccy and I had met in Reception class, aged 5, and had become instant best friends.
We only lived two roads apart, were always knocking for each other.
Time passed and me and Beccy went from playing with skipping ropes and dolls to helping each other with Maths revision and liquid eyeliner.
But we stayed close through it all. And I reckoned we always would. First jobs, getting married, becoming mums...
Whatever life threw at us, I knew we’d tackle it side by side.
When we were 18,…
