Fishing, power prayers and a call from Kemi Something: what JD did on his summer holiday

After landing at London Stansted, me and the family had an easy drive with our small security detail of 12 cars to David Lammy's cabin in Kent, England.

- John Crace

After landing at London Stansted, me and the family had an easy drive with our small security detail of 12 cars to David Lammy's cabin in Kent, England. Big Dave was there to greet us. I have to say that I found it a bit small and dingy, but I kept my thoughts to myself. I'm not here to upset anyone. After a short rest, we all went downstairs. BD suggested we go over to the private chapel.

"Suits me," I said. "Let's get down to a half-hour power pray. Though best to agree the prayer agenda. Don't want to confuse the almighty. OK. Are you ready? One, two, three, pray."

The next day started with a short walk around the garden, followed by top-level discussions.

"Let's start with Gaza," said Big Dave. "The situation is appalling."

"I agree. What shall we do about it?"

"No idea. The Donald wants to turn it into a Mediterranean Riviera resort."