My best present ever was when I was 11 years old and desperatly wanted a bike, Mum & Dad were very poor and I knew I stood little chance. On Christmas morning came downstairs and my brothers started opening their presents, as I waited patiently for my big present to come the pile became smaller and smaller I tried not to show my dissapointment as the bike never materialized but then I was told to look out of the window there was my Mum in her PJ`s riding round on a real big girls bike with a grin from ear to ear I burst out crying and have never forgot that Christmas day.