Forgive me, GN members! 
Mr P went upstairs to get tweezers from the bathroom cabinet so that I could extract a splinter from newly delivered bamboo chopping boards 
I managed to sort of "squeeze" it out, and instead of calling his name, or even "darling" to save him the bother, I just couldn't resist calling: "Graham"!
How bad am I?
BTW, his name isn't Graham.
So Harry and family are coming back!
Early reading v continental custom - teachers’ thoughts sought


