He was lying in a heap on the patio, very still Getting ready to hit the shops when you’re juggling three kids can be hectic.
On Sunday, 17 July 2016, I’d just leapt out of the shower, and sent my eldest son Harrison, 9, in after me.
Then I snatched a moment to do some ironing while my daughter Molly, 4, and son Noah, 18 months, were next door playing in her room. I could hear them chattering away.
Noah’s dad, my partner of three years, Jason Oxley, 42, had nipped out to take his eldest son back to his mum’s.
I was tackling a stubborn crease when suddenly, everything went quiet next door and Molly appeared at my door, face pale.
‘Mummy, Noah’s fallen out of the window!’ she…
