I am now sitting at my desk, in the UK, with a glass of Honey Jack Daniels Whiskey, and the rain beating against the window. In two days it will be Christmas. And in four days, I will be back in the US. It seems like a quiet, and generally lifeless moment, right now. And yet, the past twelve months have been anything but. Here are my highlights, in pictures (all either taken by me, or of me by somebody else):

A rather impressive birthday cake baked for me in January, by Lucy.

We got bored at work one evening. This happened.

Out with a few friends for the obligatory Birmingham night out.

A shout out by Richard Dawkins for my article on Mormonism.

I won £25,000 from ITV. And so ended up meeting the silver haired Fox Philip Schofield and the eternally beautiful Holly Willoughby. My friend Carla asked to be taken out of the photo, so I replaced her with Jeanette Krankie.

With the winnings, I started my business.

….and took pictures.






My articles annoyed many people this year.

I went to New York City.

The WTC site is eerie. The feeling of horrendous loss is prevalent. Standing there helped to shape my world view.

Wandered Broadway, and won a free front row ticket to Jersey Boys. I cannot begin to describe how great this show is.



Then, I shot over to Michigan.

..And met Carrie.

…. And then loved Carrie.


…. and camped by the lakes.

… And was asked to be super British, by reading Harry Potter whilst holding Hob Nobs.

And then I came back to the UK. And found this jacket. I have to have this jacket. I still don’t have it. For anyone who wishes to buy me it; it’s in the stables, of Camden Market. Thanks.

I became a Beatle.

….and tried to be McCartney.

…. and rowed a boat.

London, was a big part of my year. I love London. It feels like home.

Student protests. Always good to see.

Got to love West Ham fans.

The South Devon Coast. This is my place of peace. It is here where I come to reflect, and to find solitude. No other place has that affect.

Ye olde taverns and side streets of the West Country. My first love.

Back to the US!
A little town in East Michigan. Where you sit and watch the Amish ride by. Surreal.

I’ve never carved a pumpkin before. So, Carrie brought me to a place to get one.

….. and here is the result! My first carved pumpkin. With a pumpkin girlfriend. And her pumpkin dog. America and Halloween, is an interesting mix.

….. I met some amazing people.


……. and witnessed some intense MJ dance moves.

….. I floated.

…… And watched thousands of lights float into the Michigan sky.

….. CHICAGO!




…. Carrie and I, posing gracefully in Chicago.


Old friends, for dinner, and stimulating conversation.

The beautiful people.
2012 has been a great year. Reflecting on the pictures above, it has taken me until this very moment, to realise just how great it has been. And the people have made it what it was.
My life has its issues, but it is wonderful.



2013 has a lot to live up to.
It has its work cut out for it.
Jamie, this entry has made me cry! Made me think about how life is far too short and actually how lucky we have it compared to others. I love your blogs x
I still see me! Sort it Smith x
What a great reflection. It makes me wish I had more pictures.