I come from a rather large family – six kids, four of them younger than me. I suppose my brothers and sisters and I got along well enough when we were little, but of course we had the usual sibling fights.
I suppose I quarrelled the most with my brother Simon, barely a year younger than me, but because we were such close buddies. Simon and I played baseball and soccer together, rode bikes together, played with the same friends together, watched TV together. But what we were best at was getting in trouble together.