He said: “She’s sorry she lost.

That’s a different letter from the one I’d answer.”

And then, about a minute later, without turning round, he said the other thing, which is the one I think about.

He said: “She asked a nurse if I’d be all right.

In 2006.

You told me that when I was about fourteen.

“And she’s never asked it since, Dad.

Not once, in a four-page letter.”