Well, we got back last night, after a long and tedious flight, incorporating a crappy meal and two films I won’t be buying on DVD. We were glad to find Liv waiting for us with his trusty carriage to whisk us home. Seychelles was fun, and it’s a mite chilly here by comparison, but it’s good to be back. The garden looks happy and it’s sheer bliss not to have to slide into a bedful of sand in an oily body. Also the relative peace of a dogfree night is delightful. I do miss the swimming, though.