Another one of mine was when I was 12 going on 13, my sisters friend gave me a leather bomber jacket and I was sooo chuffed I wore it all the time for a week then the git insisted I gave it back to him I was gutted. I asked my mum if I could have one for my birthday to which she replied that she had not approved of me having the bomber so there was no way she would buy me one. Come my birthday I opened one present to find a proper bikers leather, made my year, good old mum
Alison
Alison