After our delay at the border we met my friend Ximena, who I met 9 years ago at a science camp, for a very late lunch on the lake in Lausanne, which also happens to be where our former housemate Nick lived for a while. So it was another chance to see an old friend in a new place.

We also managed to end up on the wrong side of a small mountain the city straddles before finding Ximena, which had one payoff: we trotted past what appeared to be a civic pillow fight.

And on our walk with Ximena, we discovered a bicycle-cum-planter which George plans to recreate in our garden in Cambridge.