Spend large part of day trying to put house in fit state for visitors; dog seeks refuge from relentless hoovering by digging up flower bed. Find box of rather squashed Easter decorations, pick few remaining tulips from garden, and attempt to create atmosphere of welcoming domestic elegance – mission not helped by presence of enormous second-hand cross-trainer in hallway (sons unfortunately take Personal Fitness very seriously).
Try to impress sister by making own hot cross buns for tomorrow. Had luckily also bought several packs at Marks and Spencer.
Evening at the cricket field: leather on willow, birds singing in the trees, major fund-raising initiative required. Am quick to veto Calendar Girls proposal.