Its bloody June! Where did that come from? The last thing I remember was ho-ho-ho’ing my way through a party at Christmas, and consuming huge portions of turkey and whatever wine was closest. Now however my weekends consist of BBQ’s, cricket, beer gardens and sleeping with the window open.

I remember my Dad saying when I was a kid that the older you get, the quicker time passes: and my reaction which was something along the lines of “yeah, ok dad- bollocks”. Yet it is TRUE. I am 26 this year and yet in my head it feels like about three weeks since I received driving lessons for my 17th birthday.

So what is the best course of action- be bored and live forever, or have fun and get shocked when you make an involuntary groaning noise whilst putting your shoes on.

I am off now- I think it has just started snowing.