Matt

After a torrid couple of days at work, myself and a group of fellow fine upstanding gentlemen decant themselves to a hostelry in Elmscott, North Devon, for a weekend of quiet contemplation brought forth by the coming nuptial celebrations of Dr Simon and Kate, his betrothed.

Some hours after we get there, we realise that actually this must be Simon's stag do, and suddenly everything goes a bit Withnail & I.

Here is Matt, under the big Devon night sky, which was full of stars.