Getting out the house for a bit of fresh air to hopefully help the cold, I go to quickly catch up with Jenny and Coby, whom Alasdair has already spent some of the morning with. It’s a quick pit stop for Coby after swimming, but it’s nice to see them briefly. I have a dark sea salt hot chocolate, which, yeah, is fine. Let’s be honest, Sweven is where every Daily Mail reader imagines the kids are wasting their money on fancy coffee, and they seem to have paid little attention to any other drink. If you’re already on North Street, take the extra five minutes to walk to Zara’s. The brownie I have later is very fudgy, of which I approve.