'Anybody want a cup of tea?', this is Mum's war cry from the kitchen. My brother has walked in fresh from a week in the sun and is already massaging his temples saying he's stressed. On the plus side, Dad has just given me a glass of whisky (whilst telling me I'm an alcoholic) and there are inumerable back issues of 'You' magazine, Argos catalogues and 'Which?' magazine to read.


Which? - from whose pages I learned that just two of the 18 flights I took last year, to Australia and back, cost the world five trees (at 34368 km return, 3.78 tonnes of CO2 produced). See how bad you've been.