So we have a little boy called Joe staying with us at the moment.

At 3.30 this morning I was lying in bed with my coughing baby on one side, a croupy middle son on the other (Matthew had long since departed for a spare room) when Joe came and joined us. He said nothing but crept in between me and William and fell asleep in my arms.

I haven’t been able to offer him any real comfort since he arrived but at 3.30 in the morning a silent cuddle was, I guess, enough. For now.

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