A very pleasant morning with the family, this morning, spent wandering around a small Suffolk town. We sat in a coffee shop and read the papers (good to see The Independent‘s letters page full of outrage after Mr Hari’s piece mentioned yesterday. The paper’s clearly getting its money worth from him.).

In other news, I am now the faintly embarrassed guardian of a diesel-fuelled Skoda, which is standing in for my own car while she languishes in her third week of repair. Still, there is a quiet joy in driving something that sounds like a tractor while handling like a low-end family saloon.

De-stressing nicely, which is just as well given the reason I’m here. More on that tomorrow.