What a fortnight.
I'm not even sure where to start, at the beginning might be sensible, but who likes sensible?
So instead at the end, Lewis won the Canadian Grand Prix, what a race, what a different driver to the end of last season. Cool and calm and collected. My heart was in my mouth when neither Vettel or Alonso showed any signs of pitting.
There was a jubilee, i worked everyday, but managed to get to one party and gatecrash another.
I filled 102 white pots, and got to work with 2 of the loveliest people i have ever met.
and we got rained on.
and i wore completely the wrong outfit, and for continuity had to wear it again the next day.
but I'm getting ahead of myself.
The Royal masks seemed to be de rigeur, i find them a little scary, but Prince Harry on the end is brilliant.
It was only a week, but it seems like a lifetime ago now.
Have you dried out yet?