I remember going to cornwall one bank holiday, i guess she was about 16 or 17, there was the usual gang there and they decided it was an evening at the pub, me and stace decided that we would spend the evening together. We decided that a trip to the beach was A good idea, I think that was one of the best times we had together stace had never spent time climbing over rocks and looking in rock pools or climbing sand dunes, and walking along the beech talking and smoking A fag without A care in the world, shear bliss I will cherish that evening for as long as I live.