No-one clapped harder than Harold when the medals were handed out at Lucy's school. His daughter was a shining example of academic achievement and if she didn't shine at sports it wasn't for lack of effort. She'd learned martial arts from both her aunt Victoria and her grandmother and was a whizz at croquet. It wasn't her fault she kept forgetting a hockey stick wasn't supposed to be a weapon.
Her gold medal today was for her history project 'The Life of a Manor House'. The school governors had been impressed with her research and the depth of social insight into the plight of an under-stairs maid. Nobody mentioned she'd been able to see the ghosts since she was seven.