Last night we went to visit my in-laws. We spent a pleasant evening with my husband’s mum, dad and nan, drinking tea and chatting and then headed back home. On the way back we’d just reached Salford and the car started to judder. I was about to start cursing the mechanics who fixed the car last week but it turned out to be ‘just a flat’. This wasn’t the best news as far as I was concerned. It was freezing cold, we were in the middle of Salford and I had a bag of Mini Eggs waiting for me at home.

I mentioned that we’d have to phone a breakdown service – secretly I was hoping for the Knights of the Road – do you remember the RAC marketing campaign? But no, my very own knight sprang out of the car into action. He was only briefly interrupted by the four large containers of bulbs in the boot. So there I stood in the middle of Salford with four pots of tulips while Lord Levy changed the wheel.

We were up and running again in no time, the heater turned up full blast, me all laughing and impressed and him all nonchalant and ‘I have done this before you know’. When we got home we shared the Mini Eggs.

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