TRUE-LIFE
On a blustery day, I stooped on the Tenby shoreline with my mum Valerie, then 36, beside me.
She handed me a small bottle. Inside was a scrap of paper from a birthday party invitation.
A note Mum had written for me, with our address on it along with a little message.
If found, please return… Address to Alex.
It was 1997, I was 6 and we were on a family holiday.
I looked out to sea and tossed the bottle as far as I could.
As the
