I was shivering so badly I put on five men's coats

Not that I’m complaining though, because I love filming and this week I’ve been in the Peak District and then in Manchester.

We were filming the story of this guy who went for a cycle ride in the Peak District’s rugged terrain and ended up going over the handlebars and suffering a ruptured femoral artery – something I now realise is extremely serious.

In a nutshell, this guy could have and nearly did bleed to death on top of a mountain. He was only saved by a rescue team.

I guess the work of those in the rescue services is not something we tend to think about.

It’s only when we need them that we’re really glad they are there.

The members of the mountain rescue team are all volunteers, so I was amazed to hear about how they went about rescuing this guy who desperately needed their help.

They were such a lovely bunch of guys and all took time off work to participate in our programme.

They received nothing in return for telling their story and I was so delighted to spend the day with them.

As well as offering us constant ‘brews’ (well I was up north), the team rallied round and donated coats to me because I was shivering so badly on the mountain during filming that I think they feared they might have another incident to deal with!

By the end of the day I had five men’s coats on, plus one of my crew’s jumpers.

God knows what they must have thought of me!

Actually I do know because one of the guys said ‘well she is a wussy southerner after all’.

Ha ha, sorry guys, I fear I have given us a bad reputation. Ah well.

But despite the cold, it was such a great experience.

We spent time in a beautiful landscape, but the main reason I enjoyed it so much was having the opportunity to spend time with real heroes.

The mountain rescue team make a huge difference and I left feeling totally in awe of them all.

A WEEK WHERE HUMANITY WAS SEEN AT ITS WORST - AND BEST

Like everybody else, I was left totally shocked and devastated by the terrorist attacks in Brussels this week.

There seem to have been far too many times over the past few years that I’ve written about awful situations like this.

It pains me to have to write about yet another occasion where humanity is seen at its absolute worst and the lives of totally innocent people are taken – and for what, exactly?

But out of adversity comes strength.

I think the best of humanity has also been seen in terms of people’s resilience, their defiance and determination not to be defeated by terrorism and in their support for each other.

No bombs can stop that. Stay strong Brussels, the world is with you.

WE’VE STAYED STRONG BECAUSE WE HAVE A LAUGH TOGETHER

It was mine and Matt’s 16-year anniversary of being together on Wednesday.

That’s a heck of a long time. Although we’ve yet to celebrate our first wedding anniversary in May, I think it’s important to remember other significant dates in our relationship.

Unfortunately I didn’t get back from filming until really late on Wednesday, but we did get to have a glass of wine in our almost empty house in Portsmouth – our first house and the one we’re now leaving after more than eight years.

We sat there reflecting on our time together and the ups and downs.

I’m no expert, but I think that perhaps we’re still together and stronger than ever because we have a laugh together. That’s what it’s all about, isn’t it?