1. I wave at the cat and after a quick chirp, she bounces across the room to me. A few minutes later, in a different room with a different cat, the same thing happens again.

2. The stunted silver birch has fallen and shattered. Each piece still lies where it broke.

3. J makes a big pot of his grandma’s pasta sauce. The house smells delicious as it slow roasts.

3b. We watch Crumb. It’s not an easy film to watch – I have issues with a fair amount of his work and the documentary feels painfully intrusive concerning his brothers and mother – but the sequence where he is drawing with his son is compelling: two experts at work. I feel jealous that I don’t have such a mentor in my life.