I did indeed get home to Australia safely, in case you were wondering. And the very next day after I got home (which involved four flights with about 14 hours of assorted transit stops wedged in between, so I didn't smell too delightful) I went straight back to work and I've been rather hard at it ever since. But tonight i'm having a lovely evening off - just how lovely may be imagined from the fact that I've just cracked the seal on the fourth Honey Murcott in a row, releasing as I did that stingingly rich puff of aromatic mandarine oil. I've got a cup of tea as well.
Now I am going to put the blog down and read a book or something, but tomorrow I will blog once more, and properly, about something interesting.