We were going to be late for school and JM was furious. He stormed into my bedroom at the White House to find out why it was taking me so long to get downstairs. I explained that I was just cleaning my teeth and then I would soon be ready. Meanwhile, after a chilly night in the spare bedroom, newly-engaged LP was also getting her act together.

When we eventually gathered downstairs to get into the car I realised that I had left my regulation brown school uniform jumper up in my bedroom. There was no time to go back and fetch it so instead I grabbed a fluffy short-sleeved bolero from a pile of clothes in the hall. My plan was to wear this to my first class then go and find a “proper” jumper for the rest of the day from lost property in the morning break.