And when, after an early morning and a not-bad plane journey, we arrived back at this place, he followed me as I walked around looking at the house I had only ever seen unfurnished, and he said, ‘Of course we can move the lounge,’ (an enormous blue thing that we snaffled for free) and then he said, ‘And we can rearrange the clothes’.

Until, in the end I said, ‘It’s okay. I’m not going to cry.’

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