It was supposed to be a birthday dinner for Emma’s mum, but her Dad was insistent (in his usual demanding way) that this was ‘The Last Supper’ as next Wednesday he was going ‘under the knife’ to have his prostate cancer removed.

Despite a certain amount of underlying mood and tension we did have birthday fun (even if I wasn’t able to present Liz with a birthday cake – it having suffered at the hands of chicken soup splash back!). And Grannie and Liz had fun choosing and presenting to us their five song suggestions for the wedding playlist.