Immediately I was transported back to my childhood and going to the shops for my mother to get her a pair of stockings from the shoe shop and her 20 senior service from the sweet shop and 4 fruit salads for me.

Here I am in sunny Spain although as I look through by bedroom window while I type this on my laptop it may be Spain but it is not sunny. It is cloudy and dull and the wind is blowing the olive trees mucho, mucho, and it is cold and I have my jumper on. It is May 16th.