The darkened living room offers some sanctuary from the heat as we try to work while watching Wimbledon, but by the end of the day it’s in as chaotic as our frazzled brainsWhen the sun is out and the weather is hot, my office shed becomes sauna-like long before midday. By 11am, I retreat to the kitchen to work. By noon, the kitchen is also too hot to work in, and I move to the living room, where I find the oldest one and the middle one sitting on the sofa in the dark, their faces illuminated by their laptop screens.“This is the place to be,” I say. Continue reading...