‘Allaround us, lights twinkled. But our lives were shattered’ Balanced on a step-ladder, my husband Darren, then 34, added the last bauble to the tree.
‘We’re ready for Christmas!’ he grinned.
Darren was already dressed up in his elf outfit. All ready to amuse the local children, including our own five, at a party later that day in December 2012.
The best thing about Darren was that he was such a big kid at heart.
He loved making Christmas special for our lot - Jack, then 15, Danielle, 13, Callum, 11, Louis, 5, and Caitlyn, 4.
Working hard as a ground worker, every penny he had went on our brood.
He’d take them swimming and dive bomb in the pool to make them laugh.
‘I’ve got six kids, not five,’…
