When she was four and a half, Daughter bought me a bracelet with a locket on it. I suspect she had help; she’s always been smart but she wasn’t tall enough to reach over the counter at that age. It was a silver bracelet with a heart that says ‘I love you Mummy’ on the front and ‘There’s not a Mummy in the world more special than you’ on the back. Cheesy, right? But of course my most treasured possession. When it was new, the locket was anchored on to a particular link on the bracelet. It was where it should be at all times. I wore this bracelet 24/7, and there the heart was, same place all the time. Then about a year later, out with the girls for a meal, it fell off. Luckily, it dropped onto my lap and I was able to take it to the jewellers and get it fixed. But I didn’t get it fixed on to a link, on the advice of the jeweller. So suddenly, it wasn’t exactly where I thought it was. It moved up and down, caused a...