“What are you wearing?” cries Janine, when Claudia comes downstairs in white jodhpur-style pants, tall cream boots, a dove-grey fringed faux-leather jacket and a cream silk blouse, paired with earrings shaped like horseshoes; she’s impressed with her own restraint in keeping to neutrals.

“I - I - it’s an outfit I made,” says Claudia; all her pride in her clothes has crumbled, because of course Janine’s going to think it looks too weird for the first day of high school - or, as she would put it, “inappropriate attire for one’s first impression at an educational institution”.

“That blouse looks tailored; I didn’t know you could sew so precisely,” says Janine, quietly, with something like respect in her eyes.