We didn’t get tickets for Glastonbury this year, so to soothe the trauma of our loss we instead treated ourselves to a few days away in the lovely town of Dartmouth.

Highlights include the boat trip to Totnes, a meal at the Michelin star restaurant “The New Angel” (all 11 insanely delicious courses of it), and a lot of beer (for me) and wine (for Abby) in a lot of lovely pubs.

Go there, it’s fab. That there white house in the picture is where Agatha Christie lived! I know!

I’m now back from my work trip to Dubai, and I’m going to share my wisdom and experience with you, my faithful readers, whether you like it or not.

Basically I arrived, worked, then flew back, so you can imagine I had a wide and varied experience which involved seeing almost entirely the inside of hotels and absolutely nothing else.

From my previous post you’ll have seen that I might have had a moment or two to spend in a jacuzzi overlooking Dubai creek, which I suppose was alright, if you like that kind of thing. Which I do!

Since all I saw was the hotel, I’ll tell you about the room. It was a five star hotel so the room was nicely appointed and the bed was comfortable beyond belief! One odd thing though – the bathroom and bedroom were separated by a glass window.

Now I don’t know about you but I don’t want my wife to watch me having a poo – and I most certainly don’t want to watch her – I’m sure that’s a thing some people enjoy but as Alan Partridge would say, “They’re sex people Lynne!”

Moving on, when at the hotel I mostly saw it during the hours of darkness as I was working during the day. It looked better at night including the view in the distance of the ludicrous Burj Dubai, by a long way the tallest building in the world. Visible below, it’s the lit up tower to the left of the image in the distance

Finally because I apparently go away on work and always take a photo of a big wheel, here is a photo of a big wheel.

Any questions on Dubai? Ask me, obviously I’m an expert.

I now live in a different house because we needed a bigger one so lots of money changes hands and several months later we live somewhere with more space for me to fill up with camera gear and rubbish photos, yay!

I have no internet at home, and at the moment am in the middle of 75 massive DIY projects, so don’t expect to have any free time at all over the next few weeks. So apologies in advance for the lack of updates!

Anyone want to come and lay the slate floor in my kitchen for me? I can’t be bothered but it needs to be done by Friday morning.

Anyway here are some pictures I took a few weeks ago when I went to Brean Down. What I did was, I went to Brean down, with a camera, and I pointed it at things and took pictures. Crazy times.

On the news it said that the whole world is now covered in snow and it’s colder than it has ever been ever.

Unless you’ve been living on the moon you probably already know this. Apparently it’s hot in this place called hotstralia but that seems quite unlikely because on the BBC it said it was snowing everywhere.

Anyway I made this, just because I can, on my garden wall. I call them John Snow and his family.

The only problem is Wilf the Dog seemed to think a family of cats had come to sit on the wall and not move at all for several hours, so as soon as we opened the back door he went mad and tried to attack them. Silly Wilf.

Finally got my Kenya Holga photos back this week – I’ll share them soon, so DON’T PANIC!