Monday The week always kicks off with a strong coffee and a quick walk with my two dogs – Hugo, who is a cockapoo, and the latest addition, Winston, a German shorthaired pointer. I tend to skip breakfast (unless there’s a full English on offer), but the fresh air and chaos of the walk are energising enough. I jumped on an early train to London, the first two hours spent making calls to brokers and warning everyone that I’ll probably lose signal due to the number of tunnels on route.