Before Christmas Nigel asked,
“Can we go out for the day on Saturday?”
“Not sure. What if Perran arrives home from uni in the middle of the day and we’re not in?”
I rang him.
“I’ll be home at 7, maybe 9.”
“Yeah. Evening. Then is it okay if I go out? Everybody’ll be home and we’re all going out on the town.”
“Well,” I said to Nigel, “Although Perran is clearly missing us desperately, he feels that he can just about bear it if we go out for the day.”