I just can't get away from them! First morning at Les Imberts and the neighbouring cows come looking for me! We used to have a Charolais bull lovely creatures, calm and easily pleased.

The weather was really pleasant in France; started cool but improved day by day and I spent the last afternoon soaking up the warmth from the stone walls of the house, dozing in the sun.

The clocks changed while we were away and as my plane bucked and bounced out of Inverness airport on a dark, dank monday afternoon, the last drops of lovingly gathered serotonin dissolved in to my gin and tonic. 'Oh God', i cried, 'I just can't bear another Shetland winter'