To be honest I'm too upset at today's news to think about what to write, but I want to try.

My littlest and I went to the woods today. We watched the red squirrels and foraged for wild blueberries. He was so absorbed by all the sights and sounds of our beautiful natural environment. We had just been to buy food at the supermarket and he had spent the first couple of hours of the day with a belly full of honeyed porridge playing in our warm house with his plentiful supply of toys.

Safe, warm, fed and playing without a care in the world.

We have a Europe map on the wall of our kitchen with three highlighted routes showing where we have visited the past few summers. Last year we drove along the edge of Hungary, this year we drove home through Calais.

It is so so close.

And yet, for many, it is all so different.