This might be overstepping, but if the Longbottom crew wants to join in on a picnic lunch or something tomorrow, we can let Bea and Kev tumble around together, catch a bit of sun, sit and not talk in a companionable sort of way, let Evs whip me in a pick-up game of chess, that sort of thing.

I don't know if you already have any plans, but it's a thought.