most terrifying moment had to be when i came out of a corner shop after buying a Simpsons magazine at the age of 8. my sister had just been born and my ma was looking after her while to get some money from bank rite next to shop. i went inside to buy the magazine. now i was a bit of a brat at the time, and my ma wasnt too happy with me, as i had been pestering her. also i was too young and never interested in the car we travelled in, i came out of the shop and saw a similar black BMW like my Dads car drive off, i ran to catch up with it but it was too fast for me. i thought ma had left me for good, only when she screamed my name telling me off for buying the extra chocloate bar, which had been specifically banned did sense prevail.... i realised that ma drives a ford not a beamer......
