They sit on the sofa. As he speaks she gazes through him with awestruck attention, nods and smiles to camera as he tells us
– and now a chance to hear the news where you are.
It never is though. With news of crime there is nothing about missing school ties. It is strangely silent on the trauma caused by the Cheerios running out when all that is left is Weetabix. Amidst the politics the newsreader has no space for the prohibition on living room gymnastics.
– and now the weather.
We look out of the window.