I was supposed to hang with Gerge today, but she's poorly. Sad times (get well soon Gergiepoo).

Instead my morning consisted of laughing at Graham's chicken legs in my running leggings, a brunch at Oxfork and a walk into town. The sunshine just makes everything better.


G's set up a makeshift studio in the orangery to take portfolio shots. I think he's using a jar of lemon curd to weigh down the backdrop.