These are my two favourite views from the booth of recent gigs.

Wedding in Cornwall. As much as I love a disco light and a dancefloor, you can’t beat a beach.

Fitting song (it was this or Belinda Carlisle’s Circle in the Sand, so think yourself lucky)

28 floors up in London town. Glorious greenery and expensive tenancies. Queen’s house to the left. No sign of actual Queen.

Except here

(Don’t think she has Moet and Chandon in her cabinet as Freddie sings. I reckon it’s tots of gin. Lots of tots)