1. Slabs of brie and a ramekin of prawn cocktail, with seeded brown bread.

2. The spaniel throws a stick at me – he doesn’t politely drop it at my feet but makes a demand by throwing it at me from across the path. It’s what humans are for.

2b. We crocodile along the tiny stream: it turns from clear to muddy under our boots.

3. Lily’s anxiety fades away when she gets a cuddle from John. Later, Strange wakes, moves about six inches to her right then curls up in a tight ball against John’s leg.

4. The slow expansion of knots. The space remaining gradually gets smaller and smaller. (Then there is about another 2000 required on the other side of the piece.)