It’s dawn on the morning after the night before. Around me, my new flatmates are yet to wake from their first-night Freshers’ slumbers. But I, in my own cosy corner of the vast Endcliffe student accommodation village, am awake and raring to go.
Residents of a Maidenhead housing estate were baffled this morning, when they woke to the sound of piano music wafting across their common green. In fact, it was just me, banging away at a 1979 Knight upright. As you do.
The whole of the Easter break had come and so nearly gone without any one of us spending so much as an hour at Cliveden. Clearly this needed to be put right.
Andrew and Matthew Burdett visit their former neighbour, Dorothy, with a bowl of sweet, chocolate treats, made up by mum Ann.
Visiting Stratford to see the Royal Shakespeare Company’s production of new play ‘The Christmas Truce’, I was delighted to find it intelligent and poignant, and yet highly accessible.
2014 was, for me, “a monumental year”. Here, in this year’s review film, I look back over the past twelve months, and explain why I annually make these such videos.
Somehow, tucking into extra helpings of turkey at the Christmas dinner table seems forgivable because, by noon the next day, I’ll have walked off the excess with the church Boxing Day ramble. In theory.
Fast becoming an annual Christmas tradition, our annual Waddesdon outing is one that I will gladly repeat in 2015.