We had a meeting of the SG’s team first thing this morning and it was, in part, a bitter-sweet occasion, for we had to say farewell to our in-house trainee, Henrike. To soften the blow, Jonna laid on a Danish breakfast. This involved delicious sausage and bread and cheese and jam but it also involved Gammel Dansk. My predecessor had warned me about this occasional challenge, for I am not in the habit of knocking back spirits – no matter how laced with supposedly healthy herbs – at nine in the morning. Still, I must confess that they (no getting out of a re-fill) went down very easily (it’s got to be ‘down-in-one’, apparently) and had no consequences on my effectiveness throughout the day – but, then, I would say that, wouldn’t I?