His daughter, Lucy, went straight for the apple-shaped clock.

His son, Ben, asked why the staircase creaked.

Leah kissed my cheek and took charge of lunch, grateful for a task in a room where everyone was frightened of saying the wrong thing.

We played Daniel’s first tape after the children went into the garden.

Dad spoke about the day Daniel learned to tie his shoes.

He had sat on the floor for almost an hour trying to teach him, until Daniel announced that knots were a conspiracy invented by adults.