I was going to start writing words about this year’s Endorse it in Dorset Festival yesterday, but a mixture of fatigue and a very real comedown delayed it by twenty-four hours. It takes it out of you does Endorse it, in a lovely, messy, sleep deprivation kind of way. Somehow I managed an eight hour ...

With Champions an imminent distant mental affliction, and Oxjam very much at the forefront of a newfound positivity, it feels good to be out again. Doing a job that nullifies your enjoyment of the very thing that brings you the most pleasure is ludicrous. “That must be a tough gig” someone said to me recently. ...