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'Right, so according to these instructions you have to insert this pole here...and then join it with this piece' instructed Gordon. He and Jill sat cross-legged on the floor in the nursery trying to construct the new cot that had been delivered.

'I'm no expert Gordon but that doesn't look right' laughed Jill, barely able to control herself

'Well that's what the instructions say' he argued as he pulled the pieces apart again 'Let's try again' his patience seemingly endless.

From the bottom of the stairs a voice could be heard shouting 'Jill...Jill!'

'Yes Katie?' she replied from the nursery

'Will you come and push me on the swing please?'

'Won't be a sec love' to which Katie footsteps could be heard making their way back outside to the garden 'Looks like you're going to have to manage on your own'

'Can't we swap?' he joked

'Errr...no!' The woman eased herself up off the floor, using her husband's shoulder for support and then made her way out of the room and downstairs. 'I'll be back up in a bit' she added as she went down the stairs. Gordon stayed sat on the floor, trying his very hardest to work out how to put the complicated piece of furniture together. He was a patient man but DIY really wasn't his forte.

An hour and a half later

Gordon walked out into the garden to join his family. Tom was swinging himself on the swing and Jill and Katie were sat on the swinging chair at the side of the garden in the shade.

'It said it takes half an hour to construct that cot...HALF AN HOUR! I couldn't do that in an hour let alone half an hour' he exclaimed as he sat with his wife and daughter

'Have you finished?' asked Jill curiously

'You bet! Perseverance is the key darling' Gordon kissed his wife, his daughter lying beneath them with her head on Jill's lap

'Blimey, my husband completing a DIY task. I'm shocked' she joked

'Well I'd have liked to see you putting it together'

'I was otherwise engaged playing with your children...and I'm carrying your baby Gordon Ormerod!' to which there was no response.

That evening

Jill pushed opened the door of the nursery, Gordon and the children could be heard walking around on the second floor getting ready for bed. The room that stood in front of her was bare apart from the cream carpet covering the floor and the completed cot standing in the middle. Ripped packaging lay around the place ready to be thrown out. The walls were yet to be decorated and numerous other pieces of furniture were soon to be delivered, fully assembled may I add. But looking past all that the woman could already imagine what it would look like in the weeks and months to come. Her baby would lie in the new cot; the walls painted blue and the room adorned with solid pine furniture. She and Gordon would take it in turns to sit in the leather chair and rock their child to sleep each night. Tom and Katie would stand besides the cot watching their baby brother. It was a situation that until now had never crossed her mind or caused her so much excitement.

Gordon's reaction

Gordon walked past the nursery on his way down from his children's bedrooms, the door wide open. Jill was downstairs supposedly taking it easy. He paused for a couple of minutes, letting his imagination run wild. He imagined his child, and how he would have the biggest impact on their family life. He'd teach him how to play football and help him with homework. He'd witness him take his first steps and utter his first words. All these wonderful moments would be shared with the people he loved most in life...And then he made his way downstairs and into the garden where Jill was enjoying the last few rays of sun.