My sister SEH blew into our flat like a hurricane, dumping her belongings in the study and demanding food.

I noticed that she was wearing a lot of gold jewellery, including several ruby rings across both of her hands. Were these family pieces? Should they really be shared out amongst the three sisters?

After a minor tussle, she agreed that I could take a couple of rings. The two that she selected were damaged, but I was confident that they would be easy to repair.

Then she pulled a photograph album off the shelving above the futon and we laughed at old photographs of long-dead family members. Who knew that they were all so fat?