I’m back from France, and it feels like Christmas is finally over. The tree is down, the leftovers are gone, and the diet has begun. (Yes, Mother, I can hear you saying “I told you so.” I knew it would happen eventually. For the first time in my life, I’ve actually had to go on a diet, as the holiday season and too few visits to the gym has created a bit of a spare tyre).

I think it’s time to book my Easter holiday. I’ll go crazy if I’ve got nothing to look forward to. We’re thinking of two weeks in Thailand, with a quick stop in Hong Kong on the way.