We struggled to find L and EC’s bungalow as TPR led us in circles around the small estate. We were about to give up on our lunch date when we saw EC in the street hunting for us.

EC’s face dropped when she saw three of us. We had told a third party that OC was coming too, but this information had not been passed on.

‘I know that four ramekins are not easily split into five, but I have a small appetite’, I offered. EC smiled in acknowledgement. Everything would be alright.

As things turned out, there were seven of us at the dinner table. DJ and FB were the other two guests.