Guido quaffed pink champagne at the launch party for Madsen Pirie’s new book How to Win Every Argument: The Use and Abuse of Logic.

When the champagne ran out Guido went on for a few Guinesses before winding his way back home. Mrs Fawkes was not best pleased. Mercilessly unamused she kicked a hungover husband out of bed at 5.30am to deal with a teething, screaming baby Fawkes. Mrs Fawkes then continued to berate Guido (before breakfast) for snoring, failing to sleep on the sofa and I think (though it is a little unclear) my role in the Middle East peace process or something. Generally adding to Guido’s throbbing headache.

As she was going out the door she picked up the book, looked at me and put it in her handbag. As if she bloody well needed it…