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We are well past the time when either of us was capable of lugging our full case up the stairs when we get home from a holiday. One result of this is an unholy mess in the hall until I can sort out the washing and deal with it. We got home in the early afternoon and I managed to deal with the dark delicates and the blue-green walking stuff and even get it out on the line - but this is the remainder. I think it grows when I’m not looking.

A dial thought: smart technology is all very well, but it can’t help when you forget to alert the Hive that you’re on your way home. The temperature in the house had reached 13C by the time we arrived.

Enough ...