I would forget the sun, when i would see a trail of 7-10 children following me as I walked from one house to another from a distance, too shy to talk but always ready with a giggle.
The contrast between the raging bull that is Nadal on court and the almost sheepish boy next door still surprises those who do not follow Nadal regularly.
I was ill so long after he was born and she looked after him till I really believe she thinks he is her own. She calls him her 'little brown boy' and spoils him shamefully.