As I sat on the train home from London, staring out of the window as though I was in the music video for a crappy early ’00s song, I realised that during this week had been the anniversary of my grandmother’s funeral.

As I sat on the train home from London, staring out of the window as though I was in the music video for a crappy early ’00s song, I realised that during this week had been the anniversary of my grandmother’s funeral.

Blog by Faye Wills
In spite of the fact we still have one more shoot day lined up for tomorrow, today the shoot I beat at held its final beaters’ day of the season.
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