My mum had a heart attack on Thursday night. She was travelling back home from London, and it happened just before the plane landed in Aberdeen. She’s had a stent put in, and she seems a lot better now, but she’s still in hospital for the next couple of days.

I was told it was a ‘mild’ one, but no matter what qualifier the doctors use to categorise it, it’s still a heart attack, and they are never going to be pleasant. It’s also scary to find a text at 5.30 in the morning from your mother detailing such.

My mum is a bit of a stresser. She worries about lots of things – most of which does not directly concern her and that she has no control over anyway.

She’ll be fine. She just needs to take it easy and focus on her own little corner of the universe for a change.