1. The dog’s hopeful expression, eyeing my sandwich.

2. In the distance, the gold and pink drops behind the Welsh hills. Inland, the  blue is turning mauve. The wind makes my mum’s hair stand on end.

2b. The pool looks shallow but under the water, the sand must suddenly drop away. Lily finds herself swimming – something that she usually avoids – and she does it well, with no fuss and no danger.  She’ll only fall for it twice though – after that, she skirts around the shallows as she runs between us.

3. I joke but it is really the truth: you really can’t turn off a game of Tetris in the middle. Our conversation continues but is punctuated with exclamations over mis-dropped blocks.