"It's very nice to meet you Lucy and Percy," Lisa said, and was about to prompt Christopher to do the same but Lucy was already leading Christopher off and peppering him with questions that he happily answered. Eying the flower bed with trepidation, Lisa hoped she could put to rights whatever havoc Christopher, his new friend and the soccer ball were bound to wreck upon it.
At his question, she grinned and shook her head. "Good god, no. My parents wouldn't have tolerated it. I had an hour of supervised physical activity in the morning and afternoon, but it was all very civilized. Ballet, fencing, that kind of thing." It came out much less bitter than it might have ten years ago, but she'd done a lot of growing up in that time. "How about you? Were you as full of questions as your little girl?"