Each day I am overwhelmed by the thrills of managing the vast empire that is my home. And as the kids leave for school each morning, I am amazed by the devastation wrought on a domestic residence by two half grown members of the species. Most days I count myself lucky to have found the carpet by the time they return from their foray in to the world of education. And if, by some miracle, I’ve managed to prepare a healthy and nutritious meal by the time the warble of the Coronation Street trumpet begins, then I count that as a successful day.