Last week of school. A truckload of stuff has gone off into storage (‘we will not see this sofa for 3 years!’ wailed Tamsin). We are keeping the village freecycle busy. We are accumulating suitcases. There is a lot of dust and few nutritional home-cooked meals. The cats are getting suspicious. I am going to miss the cats.

I really hope any prospective tenants who actually want to come and view give 4 days’ notice to tidy. I don’t have time to tidy.

Yesterday, the Chinese government changed the visa rules. Cameron and I now need biometrics. Can we have them here? We cannot. Another schlep to London, in the school holidays, ideally without the children (thank goodness for a few good friends who may well swear about it when I am not listening but give every impression of being quite happy to have the girls, even overnight, if I ask very nicely.)

Flights are booked. I have become very intolerant of stupid people, in cars, in shops and most of all online. And I just stormed crossly out of Boots, leaving a full-to-the-brim basket of essentials behind. I had ten minutes spare, though I was being so efficient but had not factored in their lack of checkout assistants and the total dearth of anybody to make the self checkouts work.