My mum Hilary was 26 when she died in a car crash. I was four years old and I don’t remember her properly.

By FRANCES CHILDS
Last updated at 8:06 AM on 5th April 2011

My dad brought me up the best he could — I had a string of nannies and later a stepmother who tried her best. Thankfully, three incredible women stepped into the gaping mother-shaped hole in my life. In different ways, they have nurtured me, loved me and, in the best way possible, mothered me in her absence. Of course, these women could never replace my own mother — nor do they attempt to — but they have given me endless love and support.

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