My favourite picture book when I was a kid was The Little Engine That Could and I’ll be honest, I think it gave me some serious misconceptions about the power of positive thinking and dangerously hampered my ability to accept my own limitations.

If I were a writer I’d write a sequel in which somebody points out to the little blue engine that it’s really OK if the boys and girls don’t get their toys until tomorrow, and that if the little blue engine keeps trying to live this way, it’s going to be burnt out by the time it’s 35.