Pride

My father was an author. My mother was a publisher. My brother is a bookseller. Perhaps it was inevitable I would hanker after the world of words; it's in my blood. On Saturday, my wife received an offer from a publisher (and a seriously good one!) to publish her first novel.

I cannot tell you how proud I am of her.

We celebrated with what was only our second ever visit to Tower 42. If you've not been, then do - but only when you've got something very special to celebrate, and are feeling seriously flush. You may still think of Tower 42 as the NatWest tower - it was built by that bank in its pre-Fred Goodwin days, and the footprint of the tower will forever be the current NatWest logo.

From the champagne bar on its roof, London by night is spread before you as a work of unplanned art. St Paul's dominates as it surely must, but endless lights flicker in a twinkling blanket to the horizon. It is magical.