Isla: What’s for dinner?
Lisa: Chicken Jambalaya.
Isla: Ok. I’ll make it, as long as I only have to use the ingredients I like (reads the recipe).
Lisa: So?
Isla: We’re having grilled chicken.

Isla: Daddy, can I use your credit card to get this book on my Kindle? I’m on the ‘Buy now or else’ bit.
John: It doesn’t say ‘or else’.
Isla: It does to me.

We’re learning a lot about each other in lockdown-
Me: Argh, I’ve burnt my toast.
Isla: Feed it to Daddy. There’s nothing that man won’t eat.

We are at the –
Me: Does anyone want a bath?
Everyone: I’ll have one tomorrow.
Stage of lockdown.

We had a lovely time drawing self portraits last night and John admired the girls’ work this morning.

Me: What do you think of mine?
John: It’s really good. It captures your essence.
Me: Really? Isla said I’d made myself look old and grumpy.
John: That’s what I just said.