Coffee on the Go. I had sort of assumed that we would gently float around the stores, stopping for coffee and cakes in a genteel tea room. Hannah had other ideas. Perched on a bench in the Square, Hannah outlined phase 2 which was to get me some nice shoes and her something for a party. As we sat some students waved and came over. "Hi Hannah, is this your Mum?" they asked. "No, I wish, she's my Aunt Lucy". What joy to be mistaken for Hannah's Mum and also accepted into this easy sisterhood.