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It was the last day of Martha and William’s school year and the other grandparents picked them up from school. We resisted the temptation to taste the grapes growing in the greenhouse, I suspect they’d be incredibly sour. After dinner, we took them home, and hope they had a good night’s sleep before non-uniform Friday at school.

I’m sure they would have played some Oasis songs, but I was in the land of nod well before the end of the show. Asher does amazing things with cheap materials and straightforward construction tips, and better an elegant palm tree than another slutty nurse. The winner was Wout van Aert, one of the favourites, and that last day, in the mountains of south Wales looked really hard. On the drive back home, we stopped for a comfort break and a coffee, noting that, strange as it may sound, it really did become sunnier as we approached Manchester. An obvious favorite is this Spanish Dancer costume, worn by an amusingly intense little girl (expressive modeling is another chief attraction of the book).And so it proved to be as Liesel and I did attend afternoon tea at our local church, St Wilfrid’s, all part of a borough wide campaign to help feed the local community. Once she stopped laughing at our ineptitude, Helen said she’d be happy to see us earlier than originally planned, phew, so we’ll be off to Australia in March, woohoo! We picked Martha and William up from their home and we drove to Catalyst near Widnes, a science experience centre and museum that we’d taken them to years ago.

One visitor was especially welcome, he hung around for quite a long time, digging the tunes, but not, as far as I could here, joining in. And, if you missed them, here are links to the shows where Jessica Lee Morgan and Dan Tiernan joined me in the studio. But he did enjoy causing earthquakes to demolish buildings, or, in his case, stacks of wooden blocks. Well-known English actress Asher wrote and published the book back in 1986, but it’s still relevant today.So, that was another fun day, and in the evening, we slumped in front of the final stage of the Tour of Britain bike race. Although dress up can offer an amusingly topsy-turvy anarchy when it comes to the upending of class and gender, it has also been the vehicle for reinforcing those same categories. The one thing I will complain about is the intermittent stabbing pain I feel in just one spot in my right quadriceps. We heard cannon fire from Hyde Park, we guessed, to mark the first anniversary of the Queen’s death.

I was reminded why I like presenting live, even if a couple of words did elude me in the heat of the moment. Pages of saturated photography bounced around Twitter, featuring adults and children alike dressed as sandwiches, circus tents, star signs and soda fountains. Afterwards, we enjoyed our freshly made smoothies while watching the very long queue of people waiting for their books to be signed.Martha was very disappointed when she realised she’d left her treasure map at our place when we took her home. As the coach pulled into Norton Canes Services on the M6 toll, we saw some deer and I just about caught one.