Spent the morning doing the last few bits of work and watching the jubilee concert. For most of it I was not doing work, but defending the amazingness of Jools Holland to my heathen friends (or declaring my love for Rolf Harris)*.

Then we went for a walk in the rain to the moors so Pose could finish her film. This is them laughing at me almost falling off the walkway into the marsh. Walking backwards wearing a hood and looking through a camera, possibly not a good combo.







*or singing overly dramatic renditions of "diamonds are forevwwwaaaaaahhhh"