JC was my passenger as we drove along a formerly familiar route that now included a purple helter skelter ramp covered all over in graffiti. I was amazed that the car was supple enough to work its way round the bends.

Back at the house JC’s sister was live from Australia on a Skype call that was permanently left open. There were also small children running about the place. They all begged me to perform my party trick for them.

Then it was time to find TPR so we took my car again (along with the recycling) in favour of J’s blue one. We also left her mother behind at the house.