1. Carl is up a ladder, spraying poison at the moss that lives on the kitchen wall. (Sorry, moss). He leans down to tell me that the pointing is shot . He runs his finger along a seam. "It comes away," he says. "Just like sand. It shouldn't do that."
2. Odi and Azi came to tea- plus babies. I give them home-made mince pies.
3. For tea I make potato bhajis and the tomato chutney to dip them in.