I remember the day Shurron was left on our doorstep with a pack of pickled onion Monster Munch back in the early 80s. There was a note attached that read, "Here is Gordon, she is too ugly for us to look after, her face is too pointy." Mum and Dad had sympathy for the big faced baby (and a hunger for Monster Munch) and … Read more

I remember the day Shurron was left on our doorstep with a pack of pickled onion Monster Munch back in the early 80s. There was a note attached that read, "Here is Gordon, she is too ugly for us to look after, her face is too pointy." Mum and Dad had sympathy for the big faced baby (and a hunger for Monster Munch) and accepted her. That was the worst day of my life.