Jenny pulls a slightly guilty face as she admits she’s never liked it. “I only said I did because I didn’t want to hurt your feelings.”

“Oh Jenny you should have said so.” her mother replied as she took the dress from her daughter and admires it. “You see Peter, Jenny cares about other people’s feelings.” she says. “Unlike you!” she growls as she passes her son the dress.

Tearfully, Peter begs her not to make him wear it but his plea falls on deaf ears. He reluctantly pulls the horrible frock over his head before his mother turns him around and buttons him in. He begins to sob uncontrollably when she turns him to face her and his sister.

His sister giggles. “It looks much better on you than it ever did on me Peter!”

Peter begs to be allowed to take it off, whilst his  mother and sister route through her three boxes of footwear, finding him something suitable. He begins to sob as his mother straps a pair of old black Mary Jane’s to his feet.