An hour slipped past without Hermione noticing, and then Agatha was saying she needed to go find the ladies’, but would Hermione like to join a local needlecrafter’s club? And Hermione dug in her jeans pockets for a notebook, or a napkin, or anything at all, and Agatha (with all her grey hair and liver-spots) was teasing her for not having a smartphone, and asking did she live under a rock?