I have many fond memories of childhood. It is a time of wonder and imagination, where everything is possible and almost any situation can be enjoyed. One of my favourite childhood memories is of playing football in the park with my cousins, who I rarely got to see and had some to stay for the week during school holidays. We had just watched our favourite football team play and win 2-0, with my favourite player scoring both goals. We spent hours in the park trying to replicate those goals, and I remember the feeling when I finally managed it, like I was a real footballer! After that we went back to my home, where they were staying, and had a huge waterfight in the garden. I’ll never forget the sight of my mother having water balloons flung at her while she was trying to hang the washing.