The quickest and easiest way to make yourself happy in my view, is to surround yourself with your favourite sights and sounds.

So at the moment I have a fine selection of delicious furniture Id like to get my hands on, a postcard of beautiful things from my sister, and a few pictures from the good old days. Meanwhile I listen to the dulcet tones of Cary Elwes, in The Princess Bride, or Star Wars, 'A New Hope'.

If you recognise yourself in this shot Im sorry! But thats a good thing isnt it?

So we have my old pal Kate playing with Rosie in the garden in Andover - the softest cat there ever was, friend Ben being bad, lying on the most perfect golfing green in London. Or my sister Jennie, having failed to dive through a ring in the pool! Boobs are such a drag arent they Jennie?!

...and who can resist a gift card from Macys?

Happiness....is pretty things all around you.


Things that make me happy - 2011

Good god, its Superman!


Sometimes you get a guy on set who isnt intimidated in the slightest. In fact, he's rather too much in his element! Sometimes you get a guy like this!

Oh yes, he is a a terrific model, and able to be as beautiful and serious as you need him to be, but he is also quite willing to have a bit of fun! A guy who will let me play with the shots after the sensible work is done! In fact I think I must confess this was his idea! Does that make him power crazy, immodest and self gratifying? Yes, probably, but we all love him anyway!

So here's to re-touching fun and models who are happy to be idiots like the rest of us!

Oh dear, my models' a supermodel!

I cant help it,   
         The Prada has it!

So, like many before me, yes yes, like all those countless ladies out there, I too fell for that ridiculously wonderful handbag Sandra Bullock clutches to her person in the film 'The Proposal'! 

It sounds sacrilegious to merely describe it as a wonderful handbag, it is so much more than wonderful, and so much more than a bag. For me it has become an art form. This infamous object that I gaze upon with pure love has become just an untouchable piece of perfection. The straps to clutch, or to wear on the shoulder, the brass-wear, the way the leather falls into this shape and its colour and perfect gleaming feet.