My screen is awash with images of anoraks, sleeping bags and tracky bums...

I’m stroking the soft velvet swatch I snitched from Loaf last week, although it doesn’t quite have the same soothing effect when it’s not attached to a sofa.

I’ve finally nailed a new recipe (granola - toasted oats, nuts, cinnamon and Agave syrup), which is proving a deeply satisfying desk snack. 

Before I tackle the House of Lords Children in Crisis report on unaccompanied refugee children in the EU, I really need to replace that mould–riddled shower curtain. 

It was a woman I’d never met who finally swung it. As I lay on a plump mattress under a duck down duvet one night in late April, I thought about what she, Liz, had done with her day.