Day 87.

Why of course happiness makes an appearance masquerading as a china bunny with an illuminated tail. What else could it conceivably have dressed up as? #100happydays #day87

Day 45.

The first time I stepped on a film set it oozed with the allure I had always envisaged it would. Fifteen hours in, all but dead on my feet, I could still summon a smile. My head takes up residence in la la land for much of the time, it’s itching for the writer’s seat on set, so why not bring a little of the magic into our living room? #100happydays #day45

Day 37.

I might be an incredibly tragic individual whose Saturday evening was deemed victorious by a length of neon green cable, but I have been waxing lyrical that this stuff is the future of light fittings for the past two years, so I was happy to find a rainbow filled nest of them on my local high street. Farewell boring monotoned leads. #100happydays #day37