1. John’s worried we face an uninspiring lunch then I suggest muffins, bacon and brie.

2. The hefty, solid and numerous seeds from the irises around the pond.

2b. The little puppy – the one we met last week, that stole my runner bean – runs across the park towards us. She drops and rolls on her back in front of Lily’s nose. My mum has to listen to me giggling for five minutes as the puppy plays.

3. I make a chorizo, butternut squash and tomato risotto for dinner. The colours look amazing – the traffic lights of the veg & herbs – and even without any parmesan, it’s incredibly moreish.