I arrived back to London on the morning of the 14th of Feb with nothing but a short sleeved shirt to keep the British winter out. I took a few of the blankets from the plane and wrapped myself up on the journey home looking like Clint Eastwood in my Ozzie hat and blankets.

Its not long before I was back into work mode with my head down, raising my head above water to look around and wake for a moment.

I decided to go to Cornwall to shake off this desire to work and frolic in the spring waves.

Then down to the the wye valley where the spring starts.