THE only way life could be better would be if Ev was here. The flight was great as I managed to sleep for 7½ hours of it, the drive back with Paul was good, seeing the family was awesome and hearing Siân say, “I’m Uncle Matthew’s little booboo” was one of those moments where you wanted time to stop. I’ve even managed to stay awake past 8pm which is a first. But enough of this pointless babble — I’m off to […]

AND, as always, thanks to (in no particular order): mum and dad for putting us up, the roast dinners, laundry and everything else; Paul for picking us up from Heathrow; Flynn, Becky, James, Helen and Sarah for the meals out (Mexican, Tibetan, Indian and Chinese), the boat trip, the Prince of Wales, introducing Ev to 2p machines and for generally being awesome; the Cornwall Posse for a great evening barbecuing food, tables and paper; Val and Helen for letting us stay and for trips to Mevagissey and Looe; Polperro for being bloody gorgeous; Lisa, Gareth and the kids for a great afternoon […]

LIFE just doesn’t get any better. Well, it would be if Ev was […]