Am at home today.
As my life is one endless summer, it's sometimes difficult to remember when everyone else is on holidays.
That is until I sense a disturbance in the force, and race to the front porch to witness Princess Leia's flight from Chewbacca, who is in turn racing down the street with Lord Vader's sabre swooshing at his tail.
Leia is faithfully recreated by the second cutest kid in the street, and runt of its litter, Squealix - who I must say carries his tiara with aplomb.
Although Vader and Chewy are on foot, and Leia miles ahead on scooter, Squealix as usual is the only one of the three that's squealing.