My four children are sitting in our lounge watching “Frozen”. Again. The fire is roaring away, and they’re relaxed and quiet. I’m having a beer (a Founders 1981 IPA, I recommend it), and our dinner is bubbling away on the stove (turns out the kids didn’t like it). My wife is working on her diary. Tonight… Read More Gaza, Gaza, I have longed to gather your children, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings