Laarndon

The air definitely feels more spring-like than when I left a few weeks ago, although I've missed the 21 degree scorchers. Although you have to laugh at the British press using that term, it did sound genuinely lovely and I'm sorry to have missed it as the weather gods behave peevishly to the UK and that's a good chunk of our annual quota gone.

I arrived at the crack of dawn at Heathrow and made it to the office by late morning. I'd already had a couple of post-trip rest days while in Asia so had to plough on through, despite not being at my most spritely.