It’s Valentine’s Day. Craig and I get to share the van journey home from Montpelier to Calais and beyond. A lunch in the Rhône-side Roman town of Vienne, south of Lyon; a dinner in Reims, regional capital of the Champagne.

Me playing Adam to his Eve, Judaean Slave to his Moses or Doubting Thomas to his Jesus has done little to ferment any froth of romance though. It’s been a hardcore week  and the homeland now beckons…