“I am fussing…aren’t I?” Caroline said, making a face as she buttoned up my salmon pink coat in the ladies at Redhill Station, after making me use the fairly disgusting facilities. “But it does help you stay dry…and we can’t rely on the train having a working toilet, whilst Victoria can be a bit of a scrum, even if we are travelling after the rush hour?”
“Mummy…I went before we left home…I can last half an hour?” I pointed out, as she moved on to tidying up the salmon pink bow in my hair, patiently looking up at her, because I realised that she was worrying about my appointment with Professor Hoyte. “And if you have to change me, I don’t mind it so much…with you?”