A meet up in North London with two childhood friends, my brother and G’s American husband. Actually we were connected because our parents had all been great pals when we were growing up. We hadn’t all seen each other for many years.

We reminisced, we laughed, we swopped stories and exchanged news about children and grandchildren. To be quite honest our parents were far more glamorous than any of us will ever be and they sure knew how to have fun. Good for them.