Live at last

Well here we are, with a taster page finally live on the web and it feels good. So much has happened in the past few weeks so this is an 'in a nutshell' job. Some fab keen people have come on board, including the former director of photography for Vogue and Conde Nast Traveller, one of Britain's top facialists, who showed me how to massage away the wrinkles (my fingers have never been so fit) and a couple more writers and seeing the magazine live, even if it is in a 'come back soon when we have some features to read' kind of way, is a fantastic feeling. It's made all the more special by the fact that everyone who has seen it, be they contributors, friends, acquaintances, former colleagues or family, has said how brilliant it looks. Potential advertisers are already chomping at the bit to promote themselves and it's fair to say the bar is set high, all we have to do is keep it there and that is the next challenge.

I got lost in the Esterel mountains on a 27 k training run last weekend ...the short version is the four other much faster runners went one way and I (armed with an iPod touch, but no phone, water or chocolate) went the other, and as I was trying not to panic about being eaten alive by mountain goats in some godforsaken gulley, all I could think was 'Damn (or similar), after all this hard work, I'm not even going to make my own launch party.' After an hour of panicked navigation in the fog, I found them and all was well but Wayne says the fact that my first thought was of missing our party rather than my husband and children in my hour of need speaks volumes.

This week is a frantic subbing/planning/laying out marathon and by next week, we will have some great features, restaurant reviews and showbiz gossip ready for consumption.

Until then amigos.....

KH