Today is my father, Robin Hanbury-Tenison’s, 84th birthday and miraculously he was able to wakeup in his own bed and listen to the spring warbling of a green woodpecker while watching theswallows cavorting on the veranda in front of his bedroom. He was brought home three daysago in an ambulance having spent seven weeks flickering between life and death while battlingCovid-19 at Derriford Hospital.