After two years of writing and 18 years of life, this is out next March: my memoir about my autistic son James, how songs became our shared language... and how music & its magic affect us all. Pre-order here! linktr.ee/maybeimamazed
Quite the day, when you think about it. Stroke & heart attack victims now waiting two hours for an ambulance, people unable to afford food, and the UK pulling apart as never before. But, you know, the leader of the opposition ate a meal.
Someone at the top could say "Instead of buying flowers that'll just get thrown away, please donate to the Trussell Trust/MacMillan Cancer/a cause of your choice." Most people organising funerals do.
The other half of the story, clearly, is that nothing happens in 10 Downing Street without the cops knowing, and that looks like a very big question indeed.