THIS year has been one of the most hectic of my life, but an absolute blast.
On Sunday I’ll finally get to enjoy the premiere of my new six-part travel series
The show, which follows myself and my 70-year-old mum Nancy on an adventure in places like Las Vegas, Cambodia and South Africa, doesn’t air on Sky 1 until August, but I’m looking forward to seeing what the reaction to it will be like.
I’ve always gone travelling around the world for TV but this is the first time I’ve had to answer to my mum on the road - and that proved to be very interesting.
I was nervous asking mum to get involved initially and I won’t lie, it was among the toughest things I’ve done work-wise, although it’s been among the best too.
It’s a surreal situation doing a programme with your mother.
We would’ve been very close anyway and when we were away I got to know her in a different way, definitely.
I’m sure she was a different person before she had me and she was good fun and craic the whole time.
Some of what she was up for doing was a surprise to me, I must admit.
We swam with great white sharks, went sky diving and travelled in full army gear in the back of 1930s jeeps in a search for fugitives.
You’ll never forget the moment you see your mum kitted out in camouflage on a bounty hunter mission.
I learnt a lot about her mental strength and she honestly blew my away - I think viewers will be very impressed.
Obviously when it comes down to it, she’s still my mum and likes to mammy me, so the crew got great enjoyment out of that.
It’s been overwhelming this year with filming abroad for four months and then heading back to London to help put the finishing touches to the project, so it was a massive commitment.
I found it tough being away from my family - my partner Tanya and our kids - and I think actually having mum with me made me more homesick at times, but I would do it again.
Traditionally, film crews can get quite rowdy and as far as I’ve experienced, it’s pretty male-heavy.
Having a pensioner on board certainly altered the dynamic in camp.
There was far less partying. In fact, I don’t really remember any partying.