Read this nostalgic feast of an extract.
So the other day at Oliver's 3rd birthday party, the entertainers played One Direction (don't ask me the song please, it's an impossible request. If it's not JayZ or Nicki Minaj, I'm struggling). In fact, at the time, as the children danced away, one of the Mums remarked that her daughter adores Harry and I actually asked her who at the party was called Harry. I know.