One Christmas eve when I was about 15, I remember waking up in the middle of the night and wandering onto the landing because I heard a strange noise. When I reached the top of the stairs I noticed that Adam was stood at the bottom, swaying slightly and grinning at me, wearing very little clothing. He had just returned from Martines and was attempting to undress before he came upstairs, in order to prevent waking our parents. When he saw me he stopped undressing (thank goodness) left his pile of clothes and began to crawl on all fours up the stairs towards me, giggling all the way. He told me to sit down at the top and wait for him. I’ll never forget what he said to me when he reached the top. He said, “hey Jenjen guess what?” trying to whisper in a giggling drunken voice, “It’s Christmas!”, he said and put his arm around me, “..and i’m totally pissed!!” He squeezed me and then said ‘”and guess what, you’re my little sis and I love you”. This was closely followed by many belches and a rather wobbly manoevour into his bedroom. I love you too Spud, now its your turn to wait for me, i’ll see you at the top.