Gathered around the living room table, the games were in full swing.
Kicking off our weekly games night with my children Mark, 23, Chloe, 21, Lee, 20, Mandy, nine, and my partner Kevin, 52, it was our favourite day of the week.
Of course, it was complete with sweets and popcorn, too.
While my son Paul, then eight months old, slept, we were waging war on the Monopoly board.
Shifting my silver token, I collected £200 for passing go.
Only, I noticed Lee was holding a wad of cash behind his back.
‘Lee, I know what you’re doing!’ I laughed.
‘I’m not cheating!’ he yelled.
Roaring with laughter, Lee threw his usual tantrum – he was always the most competitive.
While Monopoly was our favourite, we switched it up each…
