So this evening I am going to cook myself a couple of vegetarian sausages (they need to get eaten and there’s nothing else to eat) then sit and watch The Librarians (and it had better be good) and resist the urge to keep going back to the mirror to look at what is quite possibly the best haircut I ever got. And can I just say…the colour…worth every cent (of which there are many to choose).

Mum said littlest boy when I collected him this afternoon your hair is ALL different and you look beautiful. And he had that look on his face – the one he does with the cheeks – so of course when he said can you just read me this before we go I did, even though I really don’t like hanging around at that time of the day because the children seem to be very loud and they kind of cling to you, and it’s not that I don’t like children, it’s just that they don’t seem to be at their best at that time of day.