We’re back to New Zealand Standard Time today. It’s dark before you know it. Felix is still running to his own clock, asking for dinner at afternoon tea time. Not really surprising as he had his breakfast at 3am which was when Mum, strangely, got up to have her shower, thinking it was 7am. As the mornings will be lighter for a while, it will be easier for her to tell what time it is.

In the meantime, the garden is producing tomatoes, apples, rhubarb. We’ve begun to have soup again, and oaty puddings and biscuits seem right at this time of year.