I am home at last. After a splendid two week break in Crete with Posselq and his children I am back in the kitchen with a massive mountain of laundry to do. The really great news is that I have a bit of a tan and look quite healthy and I haven't smoked a fag for over two weeks. Oh yes - and I am now a qualified scuba diver - but only up to 18 metres. I have many a tale to tell about learning that particular set of new skills - but don't have the time to tell you all about that now. No doubt there'll be more later - but right now I'm up to my armpits in muck and bullets - and have to pop to Tesco, go fetch the dog back from the kennels and get down the gym.