CREAMY ENGLAND. Motor cars, leather gloves, a quarter pound of Mrs Faversham’s extra strong peppermints, Ovaltine, Wellington boots, cream, heaps of cream, cream and lawnmowers, summer holidays in Cromer, vaulting over a stile in a country lane, catching sticklebacks in an old tin can, “Honestly nanny, I never touched them,” piano lessons with Mrs Duckworth, Father’s hands on the steering wheel, sit up straight! Going faster and faster, locked in the cupboard for being rude to Mrs Howlett…

And with that, let us sail on into next week.

I have loved you all.