He has to write an autobiography and TBH it was complete shite. I am helping him (I know I know) and have helped him waffle on for a page about going to an airshow with his mum, dad and grandad. This autobiography has to 'revolve' around 3, I guess key, events in his life. So for no. 2 he is regaling me of tales of joining the school football team, a party that was a suprise and "all the family were there" and things along those lines. So, meeting me, marrying me and having 2 DSs and another one the way is going to be lumped together in no.3 then, if I'm lucky. He is sitting opposite, one eye on the football wracking his brains for big events that may have somewhat shaped his life. I know you will tell me I shouldn't be doing it, but his last one was a load of gobshite about sandwiches [sulk]