This thread has wandered a long way from home
We have just been filling in time WAITING for someone to tell us what happened. Last we heard Mrs Nick was racing, in a cloud of tyre smoke, toward Ellesmere Port ~ since when nothing about the plight of the abandoned little girl, Mrs Nick's explanation, your excuses ..... NOTHING!
The tennis coach had waited and done some more tennising with the mite. Mrs Nick had to pacify the coach, but apart from that all was, I think, well.
I did cop it slightly but asserted myself
and pointed out that since I had recently recharged her phone and stuck £25 credit on it she really OUGHT to turn it on to facilitate communication. I took her failure to respond to this as a sort of victory.