No matter how hard I have tried this week, I just can’t write a proper blog. I tried to do my monthly garden post, but I just kept thinking about Paula and my courgettes and that made me sad. I know I have lots of other readers to amuse, so apologies to the rest of you.

It has been a bad month. The day before we visited Paula my eldest called to say he had slipped on the mud outside his tent and snapped his ankle in 2 places. Then we had the terrible news about Paula followed by another lady last weekend aged 52. Then on Wednesday morning I heard that my eldest daughter had been raped on her way home from work. She had just finished the night shift in a home for the elderly.

So sorry folks, I’ll try and resume normal service after the funeral on Monday. Who knows, I might even have some funny tales of B and B to tell.