These are a few of my favourite things.

9 Weddings and an overdraft.

I have 9 weddings to go to this year. My bank manager isn't happy. He thought all my money should be spent on film and the van. Anyway, here's Will and Jenny getting married in Falmouth. They rock.

A stranger father of the bride's speech you will not hear. Whoever uses the opening gambit at the wedding of their beautiful daughter, "Thank you all so much for coming (nods all round). I realise it's Jade Goody's funeral today and I thought you might all be watching that" ?

Err, yeah.

In a sun-drenched coffin made from Polaroids.

Spent too long in Wales?

Then get out.

Whip's sneakers.

Perching on a fence watching shot after shot of expensive Polaroid film practically disintegrate in front of his eyes. It was like a Greek tragedy.

In bloom.

At this time of year Cornwall dances with daffodils. Field upon field of them.

But, behind the warm glow hides stories of a modern day slavery and a chemical soup of fungicides because the commercial strains are so stricken by Fusarium rot.

Things are never as beautiful as they seem.