Back at F1!
Back at F1 again and I had forgotten how much of a buzz it brings. This time I was working the Directors Suite, the pace was relentless and somewhere in the vicinity was Brad Pitt. Casual.
Back at F1 again and I had forgotten how much of a buzz it brings. This time I was working the Directors Suite, the pace was relentless and somewhere in the vicinity was Brad Pitt. Casual.
We had a small impromptu celebration at the house, nothing elaborate, just food, a few familiar faces, keeping it gentle. Celebration looks different now, but it still matters. Maybe more so...
Mum's solo show Who Are You? opened this week and it has been a long time coming..
City Splash Festival was pure summer energy. Good music, good friends and being in a crowd that actually wants to dance. It felt good to be there not working, not organising, just enjoying it.
Waders on, nets in hand, netting into murky water like it is treasure hunting. There is something fun about being back in streams and ditches looking for crayfish...
Mum is back in for treatment. Just when you think you have found a rhythm, things shift. It is the emotional reset you did not want.
The Carousel in Nottingham has become a bit of a lifeline. It is a creative co-working space I have been using regularly and honestly it has been huge for my mental health.
For Mum's sixtieth we headed to Athens. We had planned to take her skiing, something she really wanted to do one more time. There was a real determination in it, a sense of just once more before closing that chapter.
All these times I have been to Amsterdam and I still have not made it to the Van Gogh Museum. It is becoming a running joke at this point. But the Moco Museum more than made up for it.
Been a bit quiet so far this year, just taking some time to chill and be. But I came back online to tell you about a fascinating trip looking at bat hibernation sites in the forts around Antwerp, arriving at one of them by dinghy.