Today was a good day. I woke up in the same house as my boys. I got cuddles in bed before I got up. There was noise. And arguing. And breakfast together at the table.

These are the little things, the things that mean so much right now and I’m holding on to every one of them.

The 3 of us are spending this evening in a hotel as my eldest has been on a Scouts activity in Ipswich. While he was off doing his thing I sat in the bar with my little man, enjoying a sublime pint of Adnams Southwold Bitter and playing Top Trumps. And everything was perfect.