...and we were on the beach. My brother and I were playing cards while my parents were eating sand-filled sandwiches.
Suddenly, a ball bounced off my head into my mother's picnic basket and the ball was followed by a boy...John.
I didn't understand a word he said, but I think he said sorry.
A couple of hours later, my brother was playing football with him and I was stuck eating sand-filled sandwiches.
And that was the beginning of our life together!