"For tomorrow, I just want you to look pretty and help me hand out sweets, that kind of thing. We won't be able to do any big stage illusions and you need more swallowing practice before we can turn it into an act. Don't worry - you'll do fine."
The party was in a fairly typical suburban semi-detached house not too far from Kevin's lock-up.
They were greeted by a harassed mother and the smiling soon-to-be seven year-old birthday girl.
"Oh, good, you're here a bit early. My husband's not home yet and the first kids are due to arrive in half an hour," she said in a hassled tone. "You can set up in here," she said showing them the lounge. "If you need to get changed, you can go and find a room upstairs. I need to sort out the food so I'll let you get on with it. Come on, Jocasta, you can h
