Took my son out to get his hair cut. We’ve come back with a new Pokémon set, a Yankee candle, a bag of jolly ranchers and a some new books, but no haircut.

Ben still looks like Hugh Grant circa 1994.

I found a lump in my breast last week. From my first phone call to my GP to getting the all clear from the breast consultant at Lewisham Hospital (it is just a cyst, thankfully) the process took just six days and cost me £0.

And people wonder why saving the NHS is so damn important.

Today is the day I move not just to here, but also from summer scented candles to autumn ones. Maple-pumpkin-fireside-pecan-leaves, your time has *finally* come.