Dear mummy,I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult. The past year over 18 has not treated me well and it is on this account that I make my humble plea.I have decided I would like to accept the responsibilities of an 8-year-old again. I want to go to Simba Cafe and think that it’s a four-star restaurant. I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and make ripples with rocks. I want to think biscuits are better than money because you can eat them. I want to lie under a big oak tree and run a lemonade stand with my friends on a hot summer’s day.I want to return to a time when life was simple. When all we knew were colours, multiplication tables and nursery rhymes, but that didn’t bother you, because you didn’t know what you didn’t know and didn’t care. All you knew was to be happy because you were blissfully unaware of all the things that should make you worried or upset.Yours babyfully, Ben Gasore