A ditty for Francesca, whom I love, respect, admire — You turn my head, you float my boat, you really light my fire. You make me grow, you make me glow, you’ve even made me dance; Though step by step I need your help to guide this new romance.

I’ll back the paths you choose in life, career and every goal, And hold your hand through thick and thin to keep your spirit whole — A hospital, a root canal, I’ll be there by your side. We’ll travel far, see concerts live, enjoy a lovely ride.

A hot tub and a head massage, a swing beneath the trees — We’ve more to share, and I’ll be there, to give your bum a squeeze. I’ll keep you guessing, intrigue you, and stimulate your mind, I’ll hold you tight and make you laugh and leave your cares behind.

I’ll tiptoe slowly into view just once you feel at ease, And prove I can be sociable when granted access (please). I’d love to meet your family, and you can meet my kids — Our teenagers need parenting — the older ones need quids.

I want for you to feel secure and know I’m here to stay, Unshaken by the history that led us to today. You’re out now from the tunnel, and I recognise your pain. I’ve been hurt too, and both of us deserve to love again.

Habit and insecurity keep old connections live, But what we have is futureproof, it’s built to grow and thrive. I know the past still lingers — mics and cases on the floor — But love rewrites the soundtrack: you won’t need them anymore.

I’m solid, calm and patient as we build a bond so true, And step right out into the world proclaiming “I love you”