She suggested buying it and I quietly said that I’d spent enough already. “My treat?” she said, before hollering back to the lady “Do you have one of these in William’s size?” as she pointed at a very short, very frilly baby doll nightie.

All I wanted to do was leave the shop that I never wanted to enter, but now my aunt is holding a lilac baby doll nightie against me and telling me how she can ‘see me in it’ at bedtime. Then she holds the matching frilly satin knickers up, stretches them and says, “I’m sure there’ll be plenty of room for your nappy in these.” before holding them to my waist and stretching them around my hips.