Donna stared at me, her eyes burning with anger. She opened her mouth to respond and then shut it again with an effort. There was silence at the table for a few moments whilst she controlled her temper and when she spoke her voice was calm.

'Look, I didn't come here to fight with you, Amie. I just don't think you realise the risk, that's all. I'm here to help you...I want to help.'

'So what would you suggest?'

'I had a talk with Jack last night. I offered to help...to show him. I thought you wouldn't mind, being as you like to - well, observe.'

'And what little show...