With my 40th birthday bearing down on me fast, I have had a very middle-aged day. First stop, the tip – in an industrial part of town. I wondered why there were so many people milling about nearby. Loads of young people looking kind of traumatised. It turned out they were just leaving (at 9:30am) an all night rave in one of the buildings nearby.
Then it has been flat-pack time, building Benedict a bed that at some point he might sleep in! No divorce, no dead bodies – it all went smoothly.