Life coincidences are strange. Today in the mountains one of Sophie-G’s school pals spending the holidays with us asked for a Mars Bar for breakfast. He’s charming, smart and kind but he’s not my son and so I let him eat it with only a wry comment from me. Later, feeling guilty, I manage to get him to eat an apple. But still life throws me back a question mark by leading me to Jamie Oliver’s speech a few hours later and I realise how remiss I was by not refusing and cooking up some eggs instead. Mine was a small task and I failed. Jamie Oliver’s task is humongous. He is attempting to convert all Mars Bar eaters in the USA to eat apples forever. He’s brilliant.