Today is my brother Mark’s birthday, and his first since he became a father. I get to see lots of photos of Oliver as he grows up, such as the one I wrote about yesterday, although we prefer to keep them private to the family. They make me feel proud of mark: he has become a fine man, husband and father. I love him lots, and really need to sort out seeing more of him and his family – after all, I have a nephew to get to know. For now, though, I’ll just wish him a happy birthday, and hope that he, Kat and Oliver have a fun day.