I was now so familiar with the T twins that I could tell that it was L (and not H) in the old-fashioned wedding dress.

“I am not dressed as a bride”, she said. “This is a nightie. I am playing a ghost at this Teesside High reunion”.

Intriguing though this was, we instantly dropped the conversation when JT walked into the room cradling a new-born baby in her arms. This was far more interesting!

Later on two of my sisters-in-law (SMcC and JLR) turned up. If they were admitted, I saw no reason why TPR could not be invited too. BD reluctantly lent me his mobile phone so that I could call my husband. Whether or not he ever joined us, I do not know.