Luca is two

Two years ago today, Luca was born - apparently healthy. Within a few days he was in liver failure, on the brink of death. The breast milk that would normally have been sustaining him was killing him instead. Through a genetic quirk, he lacks the ability to produce the enzymes needed to digest any form of dairy product.

Happily, those bad times are all in the past; he's doing really well. Thank you NHS; thank you, thank you.

So we all had a birthday tea round at Josh and Ruth's, in the garden. Here are Luca and Frieda with Jack. Jack has that slightly faraway look of the parent who has gone beyond ordinary tiredness into something akin to running on empty.