The last Slimming World session, volunteer of the year, Selfridges’ Cookies and the Imperial War Museum

The last Slimming World session, volunteer of the year, Selfridges’ Cookies and the Imperial War Museum

The last Slimming World session, volunteer of the year, the incredible Imperial War Museum and a trip to the ‘grown-up’ hospital

Starting with Storm Ophelia that brought sand from the Sahara, our new programmer, a BGT winner and ending with Storm Brian

Starting with Storm Ophelia that brought sand from the Sahara, our new programmer, a BGT winner and ending with Storm Brian

Starting with Storm Ophelia that brought sand from the Sahara, our new programmer, a BGT winner and ending with Storm Brian

Weeding, the bare foot jogger and Paul, still very, Young

Weeding, the bare foot jogger and Paul, still very, Young

I had another rubbish bin experience this week, when I told my oldest son, he looked at me aghast ‘you haven’t been falling out of rubbish bins again have you?’ he asked incredulously. But in my defence I was trying

A move, the hula hooper and an autumn swim

A move, the hula hooper and an autumn swim

We had a new office space created several weeks, might even be months, ago. It was something that had been thought about for a while; the original theatre office used to be in a separate building and was very typical

Our Georgian ancestors, the new autumn/winter programme, a literary living room and Macmillan World’s Biggest Coffee Morning

Our Georgian ancestors, the new autumn/winter programme, a literary living room and Macmillan World’s Biggest Coffee Morning

I often wonder how the Marine patrons of years past organised things like the theatre programme because on the one hand I am incredibly excited at the prospect of our new programme being published, but on the other I am full of