Bear in mind we were proper poor as kids, had food but not a lot else haha but my da’s side of family who are orange as fcuk, an my ma’s side who are mad bead rattlers had bets on wether I’d be born on 12 or not, legend has it my ole granny was screaming at my ma to keep her Fcuking legs shit till the 13th haha and my da’s family won a fair few quid off them haha caused a bit tension my whole childhood haha