The things we gain in life are too innumerable to fully appreciate, thus it’s only human nature to focus on those things we lose we can more easily recall. The things I remember from when I was five that have since disappeared include: my cat, Smudge; the Sixth Doctor Who costume my mother made me; white dog poo; my blue romper suit; the playground by my house we used to go to after school and the kind old lady who ran the sweetshop from a green shed in my grandparents’ village in the Gower. I can’t even remember her name.
