We met this fine fellow today at the (soggy) zoo. He had escaped his pen and was roaming free, loving it, boot button eyes twinkling. He wasn’t the nippiest of characters but he was having a great time. One day that might be me. But I will have invested in better anti-wrinkle cream.

I’m hanging in there. Thanks for the lovely messages here and on Twitter. I am lucky really, aren’t I?