As I've left it so late in the year to start blogging, let's kick off with a peek back at some of the highlights of 2012.
Goa in February. Surely no better way to escape the most evil month of the year?
Spring sprang in my window box.
My first book signing - pre-publication. That was fun.
Blossom speaks for itself really, doesn't it?
Rainy Jubilee picnic. We do like a bit of Pomp and Circumstance.
Launch of Revelry! Major excitement outside Daunt Books with my fab female cousins.
Inside Daunts - the best bookshop in London (probably the world, but I haven't actually been to enough places to back that up 100%).
With the beautiful Charlotte, whom I met years ago at work ('she's just gone to get breakfast', she'd lie, sweetly, and convincingly, when the boss called to check up on us). The most bizarre office ever - just the two of us in Mayfair, except when Sinitta - yes, THE Simon Cowell ex - popped in on a regular basis. As soon as she left, Charlotte and I would chair dance to 'So Macho', before taking it in turns to use the one computer to play Free Cell. Happy days.
Ibiza. Nuff said.
Peacocks strutting around the pool.
Happy husband at legendary Pikes Hotel. An eventful night ensued. It involved members of Duran Duran.
Playa S'Estanyol.
No prizes for guessing that this was back in England. August Bank Holiday at Camber Sands to be precise.
But then its unpredictability is part of the charm of an English summer (who am I trying to convince?). This bit of meadowland was in Hyde Park - minutes away from the hideousness of Knightsbridge traffic.
Autumn. Simply majestic.
Difficult to overstate how much I love living next to Hyde Park.
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