My precious, priceless, gorgeous goddaughter Evie drew a picture of me.
I had it framed. It’s going in the studio. Look.
If I ever doubt myself I will look at it and see myself in the way that Evie sees me: blue eyes, big smile, lots of lovely hair, arms reaching out, red dress, funky boots.
Evie and I took a photo of ourselves last time we were together.
I’m a lucky godmother.