I’m numb tonight – four days and three (late) nights away from home, 500+ miles driven and wall-to-wall meetings. I’m pooped. I want some comfort food, a cuddle on the sofa with my precious peeps – DM, Rosie and Arch and an early night.

I got home from my jaunt to find DM had been busy making himself a pinhole camera from a cheap wooden flower pot he’d bought at Ikea last week, a coke can he’d cadged off our next door neighbour and some of Trago Mills’ finest catches. It’s all been painted black inside, made light-tight, stained and polished on the outside and now looks pretty stylish sitting on the sitting room window-sill, waiting for the film to arrive. If it doesn’t come tomorrow, I think he’s going to burst with excitement and anticipation.

This is it for tonight, I’m signing off through lack of energy and general lethargy….I expect after a night in my own bed I’ll be back on form tomorrow.

Hot stuff was in front of my camera last year....