This was our first free weekend in months so what was I doing calling my cousin EB and inviting her to stay? And why were TPR and I haring along Edinburgh’s George Street in our pyjamas at 06:00am? We certainly would not be welcomed at Contini’s restaurant in such informal attire at that time of day.

We needed to get our lives back on track. A starting point would be for us to resume sharing the same bed in our vast farmhouse.