1. Tilda is asleep on the chair in the living room. She doesn’t sit there normally but I threw a blanket on it yesterday and that means she will now glue herself to it.

1b. The neighbour’s cat spots me in the garden and runs over, meowing, for a cuddle. I wish our cats were as sociable as her.

2. I rejig the positions of my outside tomatoes and cucumbers, and spot tiny little tomatoes amongst the leaves. The garden plants seem generally a bit behind the allotment ones – it’s good to see they’re catching up now though.

3. I flesh out an idea at my desk but it truly comes alive when I tell John about it as we walk.