2014’s Andrew Russe stuff. Didn’t do much because what I did do took bluddy months and MONTHS. The year started innocently enough with another of those naughty songs that seem to work so well. And then I lost months of my life stuck in someone’s Dressing-up Box … I took this picture at sunrise at Hampton Court Palace. Most of the lyrics were refined during the previous few hours, wandering round the Fountain Court, chain-smoking.