Back from five weeks away – and what a reunion! Granddad managed to catch a snap of me giving my G yet another hug (the fifth? Sixth?). She looks positively done with me, bless her. She loves me really – she’s just not exactly a fan of repeated physical ambushes.

Still, it’s been a long time apart and I think we’ve both missed each other more than we realised. Even if her face in the photo says "help me" rather than "hug me."

On the domestic front: three loads of washing done, three more to go.