Spa-ing partners

My sister Isabel and I haven’t shared a room since we were eight and 10 years old respectively. At that stage we were both so fiercely territorial that we created a dual carriageway along our bedroom carpet by sticking masking tape down the central reservation and through into the cupboards – your books and Barbies on one side, mine on the other.

‘My sister and I lay on parallel tables and nodded off during a heavenly head-to-toe pummelling’

But now, many decades and six grownup children later, it’s an absolute delight to have her all to myself once again, as we settle into our twin room in