Dear Leila & Tom, I'm so sorry I can't be there. Of all the weekends to be on the other side of the world, I picked yours. I'll be raising a glass at four o'clock your time, which is three in the morning mine. I knew at Sam’s wedding. Tom brought you a plate before he got his own, and Leila, you gave him the last of the cake, which I have never once seen you do for anyone. Eat something before the speeches, dance badly, and save me a slice. I'll collect it in person. All my love, Nadia