When we arrived in San Francisco we’d bought the girls new shoes, because they’d both outgrown their current ones. Now came the difficult bit – throwing away the old ones. Emily threw an enormous flap, immediately putting them back on and claiming that they still fit her (despite the hobbling walk!), and refused to let them be taken out of the room. Charlotte was much more pragmatic – she just wanted the buckle as a souvenir! So we’re going to have to lose Emily’s another time when she’s not looking – as they’re still vaguely decent perhaps we can give them away on the outer islands in Fiji.