I used to love going down to the woods with my family. My dad would terrify my brother and me with tales of the troll that lived under the little iron bridge near where we lived but we'd delight in this terror of course. I'm still completely transported back to a childhood of pooh sticks and trolls every time I cross that bridge.
(Today was my first job of the year, a shoot with a couple who are getting married in May)

If you get the chance to see The King's Speech at the cinema, please go as it was wonderful! Totally uplifting and the cinematography was a feast for the eyes.