I’m safe back in Charlton. The journey down from Crewe was uneventful, although tellingly it took more time to get from Euston to Charlton than it took to get from Crewe to Euston. It was a lovely four days, and it was great to see my parents and Esther. I was just chilling out here, though, when I got a message over facebook. It was from Phill, an old school friend: Lee D, whom I’ve known since we were seven or eight, has been taken to hospital, having had a suspected stroke. He’s apparently doing well. My thoughts are now with him, and I hope he’s okay.