I've recently returned from a bit of time out, as after 14 years together, myself and Jen got married! We had the most perfect day, topped off by a fantastic honeymoon. Without a decent jacket, yet armed to the teeth with cameras, we were off, travelling down in my old Land Rover to Mousehole, a small fishing village on the South East Coast of Cornwall. With plenty of time spent by an open fire, long blustery walks in terrible weather and having too much to drink in the most wonderful village pubs, I've returned to London with a spring in my step. It's time to start this old work horse up and get cracking with what's left of the year . . .