As always after a trip, we take stock of everything we’ve bought. Is it more or less than usual? Hard to say. In any case, there are loads of great bits and bobs again, and as you can see: we love crisps and sweets. My new suit isn’t in the photo.

It has also become a tradition to share the donuts we’ve brought with us with Gabi’s mum and sister. For Sam the dog, these are completely new smells. But despite his loyal doggy gaze and pleading eyes, he doesn’t get anything – dogs aren’t allowed to eat donuts. He doesn’t go away empty-pawd, though: we’ve brought him a dog toy ball looking a bit like a chicken from the farm shop, which he’s absolutely delighted with. It didn’t take him long to work out how to make it squeak.