Lorry surfing was a hobby for us kids. We used to wait outside the dairy gates as a lorry pulled out and we would jump on the back (there was a foothold) and ride it. Some drivers would be wise to it and as you were chasing it, would slam the brakes on and if you were unlucky enough, you would plough straight into the back. That's how we lost little Laura. Lucky for me, because I swapped shoes with her when we were waiting for the ambulance. Always had better clothes than me did Laura.