I’m in the US at the mo, where (ridiculously) it’s only half 7. The good news is that the shipping forecast starts in 17 minutes and I’ve just put the kettle on and might do some gentle sighing before turning in shortly after God Save The Queen takes me home.

If I could open any museum, it would be a museum of the replica sets of the most nostalgic films from the 80s and 90s. Each exhibit would be like stepping into the film. No phones allowed inside. No one allowed to Instagram photos of themselves inside of it. None of that nonsense. Just pure enjoyment.

Also, I’m not sure exactly how I’d pull it off, but the only food we would serve would be pizza, but pizza like in an old cartoon that looks more delicious than any real pizza I’ve ever had. The stringing of the cheese. Yes.