It had a been a long night of walking and dancing in high heels. Now, it was well past midnight, it was time for carriages but the walk to the bus stop was long and the pavements were a hazard of broken glass, split beer and worse. I truly thought she was going to burst into tears when we offered her flip flops. She looked astonished, as though it was an elaborate wind up, then it was replaced by the sheer joy of removing her painful footwear and replacing it with comfortable flip flops. We can’t fix everything but we can make the journey home easier.