And it was.
They were unbelievably, unutterably and gorgeously good company. They chatted to Stephen about the train. They ate all their lunch and said please and thank you to the waitresses without being asked. They sat beautifully in the taxi afterwards and cheered when the driver told them that he'd seen the Queen waving at them from Buckingham Palace. Even when the train home was so packed that they both had to sit on the floor surrounded by other people's bad-tempered knees, they just sat looking tired but making no fuss at all.
Who are these angels and what have they done with my children?
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