Fast forward

Hello and welcome to another slightly rambly update on my life at the moment! To coin a cliché: what a difference a year makes. Yesterday afternoon, at about 4pm, I was walking along the seafront in Portsmouth, talking life and business plans with my dearest friend Naomi, after spending the day doing a promotional photoshoot for a very exciting project (which I will come to very shortly). The day before, I'd finished my third long-distance running race - a ten-mile scarper through a World War Two aerodrome and the nearby, rural Surrey town. I'm not naturally an early riser, so to be greeted by this, at 6:30 on a Sunday morning is rather nice. Dunsfold Aerodrome was...