I’m officially unemployed. Or freelance. Either way, I’m jobless and it feels good.
I left the Evening Standard newsdesk on Thursday and am now preparing for my move to my motherland, Australia. Much to think about, get scared about and make me wonder what I am doing.
Anyway, tons coming up on the blog – including the wonders of Vicky Park elderflower cordial, west mersea kale, mini Hanbury street soundsystems and of course my Glastonbury breakdown – blow by blow pictures and words from the world’s biggest and bestest party, bar absolutely none.
Exciting times xxx