Saturday, August 1st, 1987
“It was Easter,” says Susan. “Simon mentioned how wonderful it would be when we had children of our own to enjoy Easter bunnies.
“I didn’t say anything immediately and I’m sure Simon must have thought he’d overstepped the mark that time. Then I said yes, I would marry him.
“Now we long to have children. But at 37 I don’t have many child-bearing years left.”