There was a birthday in the house yesterday, which of course meant a birthday breakfast, cake and an Indian takeaway. With a beer. I didn’t want to be churlish so joined in cheerfully – no, make that ‘with alacrity’. On the upside we threw ourselves around at the adventure playground too.

Today, being a Monday, is a fast day, and about time too. It must have been a month, and I need to get back in the swing. In itself it’s been fine – good energy levels, hunger has been entirely manageable – but seeing my son eat leftover birthday cake then after school making my daughter toast and Marmite was a bit hard. My name’s Heather, and I licked my fingers!