Andrew was a dad of 3 and he was loving and caring! he werent allowed to see the oldest 2 children because of his past. he always sent us cards and presents. i can remember the last time i saw my daddy was on the 11/11/2005 at 11:11 am and we went bowling together. i saw him in my grandmas kitchen and my big sister ran up to him and said hello dad but because i didnt recognise him so i couldnt. i walked over slowly tohim and gave him an hug but it didnt seem right since i was 8 and i had been brought up with someone else my mum called dad. it was really hard to notice that e was my real dad and that he loved me. he picked me up and gave me a shouldr ride all across the garden. we did some gardening before it was my bed time. i went to bed and he came and tucked me in and gave me a kiss and read me a story. the story he read was the three little pigs and he did different voices and i know i might have been a bit old but i wasnt bothered cause it was my dad that was reading it. i knew he had a fiance down south so there was no hope of him getting back with my mum. :'(