George had an inset day to day, so I asked him what he’d like to do. After a little thought he came to this: Go for a walk round Box Hill, then have a picnic lunch looking out at the scenery. Then another little walk, ice cream, look in the shop and then home. Then this afternoon make some chocolate cakes. The cakes are in the oven now, and nearly done. I’ve never seen him concentrate so hard when putting cake mixture into the cake cases. “Can I lick the bowl?” he asked when he’d finished…..well you can hardly say no, because that’s what I do anyway.