At the age of ten, Albert, was finally allowed to have James to stay for a sleepover. Together with Albert’s parents, they sat up to watch the Saturday movie on tv. Half an hour in, an attractive and shapely woman climbed out of the bath, and while Albert squirmed and hid his face behind admittedly slightly splayed fingers, James laughed and whooped and clapped his hands in delight. James was not invited back. ‘Not a very nice boy,’ Albert’s mother concluded. ‘Not totally human,’ his father agreed, even though Albert had spotted his father watching Wonder Woman doing her twirl over the top of his newspaper each and every week.