#202143 - How did you do with mum, Dad – did you survive?” “Oh, I better call your mother – I said we would have dinner this week, but not sure now; yes, Yen, I survived, I promise. When the alarm buzzed, I pushed the button and showered and dressed casually for work – Saturday so only a half-day and a weekend to myself: wow, it had been quite a while since there was no Ping around every day, and I was quite bemused at the idea of time to myself. Ha appeared dressed for the proverbial kill; I was in no doubt it was a designer-label dress; a clinging, red one, similar to the material whose name I forget – silky, but slightly thicker – and of a style of the grey dress she had on at breakfast the week before.