When I came across FD looking lost at the top of Boulevard Raspail she admitted that she had never visited Paris before. I offered to show her the sights. We headed north towards to the river, the Louvre our first port of call.

Back in Edinburgh I worked with DE to make sense of her multiple Twitter accounts. It didn’t help that she was distracted by her own attempts to persuade a grey-haired lady to take up driving.

Later at the office I was sous chef to E, liquidising soup. Her speciality was tomato, and mine carrot.