Alex James, Boris, Iain, Albert, the Welsh & the Scottish

I was assigned to work on behalf of the Big Lunch to get some soundbites from Alex James (Blur) and Boris Johnson. Alex is now a farming man, producing his own cheese so an ideal face to promote the Big Lunch. The Mayor of London is a fan of all foods and so was equally a good man to have onside. We had to film a time lapse/shots of the world's largest picnic table being created just outside London City Hall. With a 6am call time I was provided with a Holiday in the night before, conveniently just around the corner but it cost my employer £171 - which seem very harsh considering the coffee provided was disgusting. Tho working with Alex and getting a couple of bites from Boris was fun I also met two other great guys, Iain _head gardener of the landscaped area outside City Hall, and his PUG Albert. Albert was very friendly and seemed to know all the other dogs, consequently Iain knew their owners - a nice community of dog walkers in the heart of London.

A man I've known for several years had up until last night refused to be my 'facebook friend' as didn't want to mix business with pleasure. Leaving behind his London job to work in Brighton I enjoyed a few beverages with him recently. The classic mistake of not eating enough food before hand led to a blind panic that the train doors were about to close on me at my station. I jump through the closing doors only to realise I was in Witham it was gone 1am and I really wanted to be in Colchester - a las a 30 minute wait for the next train was on the cards.

With it being the year of weddings/stags/general carnage in the lead up to many friends turning "old" at 30 years old..... the weekends haven't been too kind on the body. I seem to have paintball bruises from weeks ago and now general aches and pains from a weekend in Wales Canyoning. A total blast, such an exhilarating experience jumping 10 metres off cliffs/into waterfalls etc..... This all happened near Cardiff thanks to a company called liquidfriction.com. I've been to Wales/Cardiff many times but never experienced drinking culture of a Saturday night outside of Student mid week action - OMG utterly insane it was.

Carnage everywhere, but all good natured stuff as so many Stag and Hen parties. I saw a man get naked and wave his bits in front of a wife to be, only to be quickly evicted. I saw a young man laying on the floor whilst dribbling, he was unconscious so I called 999 for his hysterical female friend, then I saw a man running having punched a women in the face. Then the local Welsh policy advised against a venue which was apparently 'full of mongs'. I'm sure somewhere along the way I was also advised against mixing with 'valley girls' - sounded intriguing :)

The hotel we were staying in wasn't the most expensive I've been in and this was to be the downfall of my sleeping needss. Throughout the hours of 3-9am I was awoken by a group of Scottish lads who thought it appropriate to run down the hallway naked shouting 'let's go fucXing mental'. At 9am I popped my head out and asked for silence. Gratefully they obliged.