Home! Sorta...

We're back! It's London! Not quite home yet, but as near as dammit cos we're spending a week with Camilla and my family are all going to be here and it's warm and we're wearing jeans! We are both apparently a damn sight skinnier than we were this time last year.

Here, you can drink water straight from the tap, flush bog roll down the toilet, and use a properly equipped kitchen to cook delicious food. Luxurious lifestyle revisited - we could both get used to this sort of thing you know?

So far, being back is very tiring and quite confusing. There are a million things that we both want to start working on, and it all rushes into us at once and leaves us dizzy and babbling. I had to keep going and lying down today because I just felt completely overloaded. Strange.

Anyway, one day at a time and all that. We have made one very good decision today - to have a big meet up for all our friends in London. So if you know us, and want to see us, please come to a lazy outdoor pub afternoon this Sunday, 27th July. Time Out tells us that the Windmill on the Common is a decent spot, so that's where we'll be, from about 1 o'clock. Here's where it is.

Ridiculous to think it has been a year since we left all this stuff behind.

Ben

London, innit?

A short sequence of pictures representing our last week inna London, entitled "Feeding time":

Camilla and Emily "I cut my own hair" Barnard. Sauce on face.

Debs cools it down for Max.

Lion rock Ben.

Lucy, Debs, Nick and Camilla living it up loft style in London's fashionable Covent Garden.

Really, really nice to see the cousins, in-laws, nephews and nieces, and imaginary internet friend Professor Griff. Sorry to all the other Londoners we missed (Mat, Phraeza, v00n, and the rest).

Hold tight for lift off!

Ben