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Kelly was always the one I looked up to. I remember the first night she stayed out and the first night she went to a party and got back late. She was really good with me. Not the older-sister stereotype at all. She’d be on her way out the house with friends and I’d stand at the door and say: “Can I come with you?” Most sisters would say: “No, I refuse to babysit you while I’m out.” But she always allowed me to come along. I would love to say I’d have done the same thing, but I’m not sure I would have.
At junior school, I hated school lunches with a passion to the point of dreading taking my plate back in case they made me sit back down and finish what was left. Kelly knew this so, on her way back to class, always managed to take a detour to my table, pick up my plate and discard it for me.
We’re more like friends than sisters. We even bought a place together in Putney. You would expect some fireworks, but because we have the same friends and have different roles within that group, none of that ever came into it. I’m more likely to be the one to say “everyone back to mine” and cook for everyone, whereas she’s much better at tidying up.
It might sound strange, but she walks into my house and empties my handbag out for me, without being asked. She takes everything out and sorts out my receipts. I’m happy for her to do it, because afterwards it feels like a brand new handbag. Hers has a mini bag in it with tissues and lip balm and plasters just in case. And another sub folder with a pen and pad and address book. Mine has kids’ toys, loose change, wet wipes and Christ knows what. She’s amazing – and not just because she does my tidying.
Her story
Kelly Willoughby, 35, author
I’m organised and regimented; Holly is messy. Like chalk and cheese we excelled at different things at school. She loved drama and was really good at art. I loved English. Even to look at we’re polar opposites. She’s blonde and I’m dark. People say, “Come on, you must have fought a bit, growing up?” But we didn’t. I was the postman, and Holly was all the characters coming into the shop.
People weren’t obsessed with fame when we were kids like they are now. Holly said she wanted to be a barrister in the car once. She’d picked it up from somewhere. As it transpired we ended up working in the same world. Me in TV production, Holly in front of the camera.
She got spotted by Storm at 14. When I started uni in Exeter, Holly was on the front cover of all the mags. I was so proud, I showed everyone. It was the first time we lived apart, but she used to come and stay for the weekend.
When I left uni, we moved in together in Putney, but it wasn’t a party house. We’d sooner sit in a restaurant with 10 friends or have people round to sit in the garden.
Now we’re both mums, but I see her every day. I live just down the road. She’ll phone me on a Saturday and say: “Right I’m in the car coming over for a cuppa. Are the kids up?”
We used to make up stories all the time, so when the time was right we started writing books together. We’re on our fourth now. If we never even sold one copy, how nice for our kids that there’s four books sitting on the bookshelf that their mums wrote. We’re so lucky. You can’t choose your family.
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