Weekends start well with fiery Salata Daqua and chili dressing at Mandola in Notting Hill.

And although this will mean very little to anyone, the first 7-11 in London, where they did coke and fanta flavour slurpees which Jane and I used to get on the way to go skating at Queen’s on Saturdays, and which turned into a b2b in recent years, has now been shut completely and is a showroom for a bunch of luxury flats which are being built on the adjacent block.

Because London needs another luxury apartment development. Pretty soon, we’ll all be living in the lap of luxury, but we’ll have to drive out to Staines to work and Reading to get a pint of milk, because everything else in the city will have been converted into swanky pads.

And they knocked down Sweaty Betty too.