Seeing and hearing this olive skinned beautiful woman's arms covered in golden bejeweled bangles and trying to snatch some for me as they wave on top of me, whilst I bathed myself in saffron filled beds lined with pearls and rubies, also known as a newborns pram. It's then that I knew this woman was the perfect one for me...
Before I could talk, walk or even sit (but kick, hell yeah!)
When I described everything at age >15, me mam said
"You were 2.5-3 months then... that's impossible (!!)"