Amanda Brookfield

Being a Twin

As a child, it always pleased me that I managed to push my way into the world thirty minutes before my brother. I was the oldest! But that never stopped me – or him – from enjoying the fact of being a twin. It felt ‘special’. Different. Although parental attention had to be shared – not to mention birthday parties and bedrooms – we never minded. Nor were we envious of our two elder sisters, with…