Steve went off to play squash tonight, so we were on our own at last, which was nice, until Mum asked us to at least make a bit of an effort with Steve. And she was looking at me when she said it. I said that I wasn’t nasty to Steve, I just couldn’t be bothered. Then Mum said that’s exactly what she meant and it was about time I grew up and stopped being selfish. Selfish, can you believe that? It’s not me who’s moved a boyfriend in.