I love my job. I pour as much of my myself into my business as I would a human baby. But sometimes it’s bloody exhausting. Between last Sunday morning and now I’ve worked 82 hours. I’ve written and delivered two conference sessions, done three film shoots, organised a fourth, begun negotiations on visas for a notoriously tricky country, and written about 4000 words of copy. None of this is a complaint, but I am looking forward to resting. Today will be my first completely work-free day since 22nd October and I plan on doing little more than reading and eating things that make me happy!