“Saturday never came for us, darling, did it”, he said to his little boy, leaning over to unclip him from his car seat. They’d had such a lovely time together, first driving excitedly to the pool as it began to rain, where they swam for too long. He almost fell asleep back there but the excitement of fish and chips for lunch kept him awake and then, after that, down they went into town to look for a cinema which they never found, but instead an aquarium and then an ice cream van. “It never came, did it, but instead this strange alternative where we find ourselves together, so closely.”