Noah, at the reception, you said to me, "Pssst, Daddy," I looked round and you had managed to get your hands on a balloon. "It's not a football, granted," You said, "But shall we go and have a kick about on the pitch outside?" I smiled and followed you out. It was the ground of Worthing FC and we weren't supposed to go on the pitch, but my how we did anyway.
You were magnificent. I can't wait until you play for England.
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