At first glance, it seems like the perfect family tableau, four heads bent diligently over the living room coffee table, parents and children working together in harmony. But we’re not doing a jigsaw, or building property empires in Monopoly. No, we’re assembling something else entirely.
Because the idea of a cosy night in for my family — me, my husband Johnny, 24-year-old daughter Maisie and son Dan, 20 — is to buy a gram of marijuana, roll a joint and