It wasn’t the size of the living room that was the issue. It was absolutely everything happening in it. The girls did their homework there, I read in the evenings, we had all our everyday meals and, of course, it…

My relationship with books is complicated. Reading them isn’ and this is easy. I do it every evening, and typically go to bed far too late, always saying ‘just one more chapter’ and then another after that. It’s what to…