[ There's a Wendy on screen, standing at the coffee table in Charlie's living room and staring intently at a photograph. Occasionally, it gets kissed and babbled at and Charlie records this for a moment, just enjoying her daughter being precious.

And then, she speaks, moving towards her daughter to get a better view of the photograph. It's of Jemma and Charlie, a selfie from a while ago. There's evidence of brownie jenga and both women are grinning. ]

Whatcha got there, princess? Who are you looking at?

[ Wendy babbles and holds the picture up for her momma and Charlie's hand eases into view, tapping where she is in the photo. ]

Who is that, baby?

Mama!

[ This is an enthusiastic answer, complete with a huge grin and mama in the photo gets kissed. Charlie reaches over and taps Jemma, asking the same question. Wendy pauses, looking at where her mother pointed out. ]

Sweetheart, who is that? Is that Jemma?

Jemmama! [ Also said with enthusiasm and a grin. ] Jemmama! Hi, Jemmama! Hi, Geene Bunby! Hi!

[ And Charlie chuckles as she turns the video off. ]