Today’s visit from my parents went well – quite awesomely, in fact. It was good to see them. We just chatted over coffee and brunch in our front room, our conversation ranging from the extent to which Britain can be called a Christian nation to television history. My parents even made a very good suggestion about an idea for a project I have. Then it was time for a walk to the new organic veg shop in the village before saying goodbye again.

It was good to see them, and it is always kind of sad to part, bit it won’t be too long before we see my parents again. I look forward to the next time, which will be a big family get-together,in Paris. That will rule, and, given there weren’t any comment about my nails earlier, I might just keep them pink till then.