In fact we got back 4:45am Friday before last but I have been playing catch up this last week and blogging has kept being pushed back: tomorrow, tomorrow...
At last (I hope I hear you cry), it has reached 'today'.
It doesn't pay to go away for six weeks - all sorts of things happen. Saint Kevin has joined the pantheon of fallen idols; Queen Julia has grabbed the throne and headed off to an election; the garden has grown even though it is winter and pruning is the order of the day.
I will use the Odd Angry Squawk one for electoral comments.
I hope to be more frequent with my Chemist's Kitchen posts.
And Mr Newbery has a few observations from his travels that will be posted over coming days.
Sort of back? Well, I head off to Sydney for three nights tomorrow for work related stuff. I thought I had done with hotel rooms for a while. Mind you, JCN seems to thrive on solitary confinement so the nights are not entirely lost.