Twenty Eighteen was a hell of a year. I’m not sure I’ve ever experienced a roller-coaster like it. With a completely chaotic social & political backdrop to everything, it’s sometimes odd living out your own dramas on your own days, when it doesn’t really seem to matter what Donald or Theresa are up to.

When I remember 2018, it’s going to be the year that my daughter joined us. Joni. Without descending into cliché, I’m a big fan. I’ve limited her inclusion here, but know that albums and hearts are being filled with her smile.

I took my foot off the work gas a little this year to spend as much of her first year as possible being present and seeing her personality develop. That being said, it’s still been a lot of fun.

So for all of the highs, and all of the lows, I hope you’re starting 2019 in a good place. Thanks for paying attention, and I hope to catch up with you on the other side.

This photo isn’t from this year, but I can’t leave this without a tip of the hat to this inspirational and much missed man. Thanks for the colour, Scott x