It wasn’t much of a cake, but it was lovingly made at least and a lemon drizzle - the cake of choice for the birthday boy.

We drove home from my parents after a birthday brunch and a couple of games of Beano Cludeo and were home just in time to empty the car and find the swimming gear before the Saturday afternoon swim session at which my eldest swam and my lovely husband coached.

It was a difficult journey home for all manner of reasons. Perhaps everyone just needs a decent sleep.

In the evening our friends from Dunblane came round to share a curry feast with us. They were supposed to be up our neck of the woods for a birthday party the week before but a sickness bug had changed those plans. The re-arranged date allowed us to steal them for a few hours and allowed them to celebrate two birthdays in one. Win-Win.