Oh no about 12.20am there was a faint knock on the door, I was downstairs eating the rest of my treacle sponge and custard so got up and answered and it was a lost lady about directions in the pouring rain. The road she wanted was only 3 minutes walk but she asked if she'd disturbed the children. First I said no. Then I said that they were all asleep when I remembered the neighbours who can seem like that at timesOh my gosh the cab driver conversation brought back a vivid memory, I was working abroad (20s) (I mean I was in my twenties not 1920s) when I got stopped by a Filipino lady on the street who asked if she could move in with me and take care of my children as a nanny.
I was a bit startled and said "what children?" She must have been desperate but there wasn't much I could do, me and ex wouldn't want anyone moving in with us and there were no children! I gave her a small amount of money and then had tremendous guilt for not being able to offer her employment. We didn't even have a cat at the time.
She should have got home OK. I am perpetually doomed to getting asked about my non-existent children.