A few years ago I attended a voice workshop near Tara in Ireland; one of those hippy-dippy events that included more than a bit of primal screaming. One of the women there was clearly struggling with the way things were going and I asked her what was going on for her. ‘I am SO bored.’
My diary is filling up with judging appointments for this year’s Lux Awards. The mood, as ever, is buoyant – mainly because we have such a fantastic history of good quality work being entered for the Awards down the years.