There we were, sauntering along, hand in hand, on our way to ‘The Proposal’. We met a schoolmate of Dhanno’s, exchanged ‘hi’s’ and ‘hello’s’ and carried on.

Dhanno said: “My friends always say, that we saw your mom and you walking around, hand in hand.”

I said: “Oh!”

Dhanno said: “Yeah, they tease me, do you still need your mom to hold your hand to help you cross the road?”

I laughed.

Dhanno said: “I tell them, no, my mom needs to hold my hand to help her cross the road.”

True enough.