... while my wife helped 'lay on the refreshment' (girl code for 'enjoy a drink & natter with the other mothers while the guys get a feel for what it is like to be us for a couple of hours').
Anyone it turns out that, unbeknownst to me, the youngster of the brood is a bit of a character. She wanted to be with anyone that wasn't daddy. Running around the hall terrorising everyone.
Me? Bah, I just sat back and watched it play out. I wore my "do-not-distrub-unless-someone-is-bleeding-or-in-need-of-hospital-treatment frown."