I lost my good jacket, the one that hides my bum, but then this is the effect great art can have on you

Moments of bliss can be transcendent (and distracting) – but Brexit is always there, like a woodpecker at your temple

James Turrell’s skyscape is sure to enthral you, so much so you might forget to pick up your coat (Neil Denham/Eleanor Bell)

I’ve been on one of those new-fangled “staycations”, a week in an Airbnb bungalow in Cornwall, where the television sat on top of a massive wood veneered electric organ.

When played, this musical beast made such a mournfully nostalgic sound that I was immediately transported back to the 1970’s and instantly forgot about a few missing mod cons. Who needs a dishwasher, when the old man sounds like he’s auditioning for Opportunity Knocks at breakfast time?

This was a week of revelations, apart from realising that bungalows make life a million times easier and that rather than dribbling over grand coastal residences, I should be checking out those little single decker chalet things, preferably with a verandah and a sea view.