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British Becci
It had been a difficult year at university, and I was pleased when my father agreed to come and collect me to take me home for my summer holiday. When I saw him arriving in his Ford Estate I ran over and threw myself into his arms and gave him a hug and a kiss which I think embarrassed him in front of some of the other graduates. He might have been embarrassed but he certainly held me tight - tighter and closer than I ever remember him doing before. He whispered in my ear, "Oh Becci! I've...