There was a bunch of kids who thundered past where we were sitting for breakfast. It was a tight arrangement and the floorboards were rickety, our table lopsided – my coffee definitely spilled a bit. The mum felt so embarrassed and mouthed ‘sorry’ to me.

I said to her, ‘Oh I understand completely and can totally relate! You’re fine!'

And then she said, ‘I feel quite brave taking them out by myself.'

To which I replied, ‘It is absolutely a brave thing to do. Go you!'

She left laughing, with a wave goodbye. It’s so nice to have these types of interactions.