Oh, hi, there. I'm back from skiing. It was nice - we filled our lungs with mountain air, our tummies with french food, and we even met up with some colleagues for a little ski.
We had a nice time, but it was good to get back home and to say "SIT!" to Jemima. Of course she sat, and look bloody eager to please.
We missed her while we were away, so it's nice to be home.
The good thing about skiing is that it gets you fit - it stretches the lungs and tears at the muscles. In the 2 days that I've been back I've tried to continue with some fitness stuff, going running in the mornings. It's pretty dark out there, but I'm managing to outrun any trouble, just.
And of course it's back to work, where it's mostly been about trying to work out exactly what all the girls body langague is really communicating.
Onwards, slightly, as ever.