Hayley in the making

As a child she was far from deprived, by this I mean she was submersed in love. Every member of her family loved with the whole of their heart. As an infant her behavior resembled that of spoilt brat, she would often be seen screaming and wailing until out of breathe. At the age of three she had developed enough savvy to refuse to get in the child seat of the shopping trolley, until her kind, faint hearted mother gave in and purchased her a prawn mayonnaise sandwich, to consume on the journey around the supermarket. Her siblings, as much as they loved her, would often play games with her at her expense. On one occasion she even found herself zipped inside a suitcase whilst under the false impression she was playing hide and seek. I like to think of this as character building.