Rest, scent and call.

1. 'You just need to rest,' says Nick and leaves me in bed with Disney+.

2. The faint smell of incense in the church we visit to view the jubilee flowers, and later the resiny, peoplish scent of the oud perfume I tested in a shop.

3. The children phone us, mainly to ask for more screen-time so they can watch a film but also to pour out a disordered narrative relating to the treetop rope course they've done today.

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