Being the youngest of four ,my mum and dad were always short of money,they both worked hard but we're on low paid jobs,there was always hand me downs,nothing was new,one birthday I was given a soft squashy parcel,it was bigger than anything I had got before ,and I wanted to make the unwrapping last,I made a tiny hole in the paper,and saw something bright yellow,the hole for bigger and a saw ruffles! When I saw what was in the parcel ,it was a dress,my own dress!! I have never had my own dress,it was deep yellow and full of ruffles,I thought it looked like the daffodils I had seen in the park
I wore this dress on very special occasions,and it was a happy feeling on quite a sad childhood,and the strongest memory I have,of one time that I had my very own dress!
I lost both my mum and dad I the same year,and when I see a daffodil ,I feel the way I did then and can see and feel the glorious deep yellow ruffles.