Julie Taylor, 56, Chelmsford
Babbling away on the living-room floor, my son James, then 15 months, and grandson Liam, then 11 months, made the cutest pair.
‘Fish, Fish,’ James garbled, trying to say Liam’s name.
Me and my daughter Michelle fell about laughing.
It’d been a shock when Michelle had fallen pregnant at 18 in 1999.
Especially because, at only 35, I’d already been four months gone with my fifth.
But bringing our boys up together was special.
‘They’re more like twins,’ I’d laugh, watching the boys learn to talk, walk and then kick a ball about together.
And James’ cute nickname for Liam stuck.
Even his teachers called him Fish.
Michelle had Adam in 2005, and Rachel in 2008. Shortly after, she and her partner split, but Fish proudly…