Mossie came to me in October 2007 and was about ten and a half. Although he was clearly very scared when he arrived, he decided that I was a good bet and we had a wonderful time. Sadly, he died in January. It was very sudden and I miss him terribly. However, we had the best possible 15 months and within a few months of being with me, you could see the real boy underneath. In the time he was with me, he wrote a blog which you may enjoy reading: www.mossiestory.blogspot.com.

The first one is of him playing with a ball, the next is with a frisbee and the last one was finding out how good it was to sneak onto the bed linen! The frisbee was hilarious : he already knew what a ball was for when he arrived but the frisbee was clearly strange territory and he kept looking at me in a patronising way when I threw the frisbee. Eventually he realised it was another game and was away. Again the bed linen was something else he found you can enjoy. For months he would watch me throwing the bed linen onto the floor ready to change the bed. Then one week he decided to risk curling up on it. I have a series of three shots where he wasn't at all sure it was safe and then this last one where he realised that it was ok and he's got a really cheeky look in his eye. I love that one because it shows the boy underneath the sad old man who came to me.

Best wishes Sian