Close to 7am this morning we touched down at Heathrow and a tube ride and a shower later I was back at work like nothing happened. It is also my first time to experience jet lag. I’m not a fan. But it wasn’t as bad as I expected either.

Something much worse is the post-holiday blues I am feeling. Is the fun over now? Sob.

It is a rather weird feeling after a month and a half of a whirlwind of fun (Sweden, New York, London Olympics, visitors. Oh, and some work.)

Good thing I have pulled pork in the freezer, huh?!