So I've just got back from Penrith--well, actually I got back yesterday, but I spent most of the intervening time catching up on sleep, having utterly failed to get to bed before midnight on any of the four nights I was there. I didn't quite hit the highs of the two 4am, oh-god-those-are-birds-singing moments from last year, but there was at least one 3am. I blame those fabulous kitchen parties.
Published on July 17, 2012 06:20