1. Short stints of blue sky throughout the day. The ivy in the trees and on the woodland floor look like leather – specifically, the leather of the old Chesterfield sofa that we briefly inherited from John’s mum and dad.

2. Nutella on a bagel.

2b. Because the rest of the soup is surprisingly simple, I take the time to arrange the side plates: mirrored slices of lime, curves of red onion like rainbows, super green coriander leaves and a puddle of thin sliced chillis in the centre. (I leave the beansprouts separate, to bring down the colourful platter.)

3. We meet New Friendly Black Dog at the canal end of Eleanor Drive and I get a hug while Lily sneaks away. A few seconds later, I spot the original FBD playing fetch in the field.