I remember my mum going to some sort of keep-fit class where she had to swing dumb-bells around. It was all the rage. I don’t know if it is a true or false memory – I’ll have to ask her.

I remember driving out towards Leatherhead late one night with my dad to see if we could get a better view of a comet.

I remember, in the caravan for Fang's Last Trip, my daughter being unable to read out the words on a mug she had given me many years before. The words were 'I love my Dad'. Thankfully she cannow say them again.

I remember a Chuck Lorre vanity card at the end of an episode of The Big Bang Theory. It was the first one I had bothered to pause the tv to read. It turned out to be about Pat Metheny, a personal hero.