Sorry, I know that I have been quiet for an awfully long time but various things get in the way. The heat for a start, really saps me; doing things for other people takes up about 90% of my time and in the little pause left for me, I seem to find myself nodding off if I have 10 minutes to myself due to the fact that I haven’t had more than a weekend off since Xmas. We are now sailing along in the dreaded Summer Holiday Doldrums, a time characterised by six weeks during which at any point at least 30-50% of my regular customers will be away, certainly in a nicer spot than London Bridge and definitely having more fun than I am. To add insult to injury, said customers will then return, up to three weeks later, full of wonderful details about above-mentioned spot, such as how lovely the hotel/scenery/food/cocktails/beach/weather was and I am then left to smile and say politely, “Oh I’m so glad you had such a nice time”. Repeat over a dozen times a day in the up-coming weeks, on into September, and you can see what a torture this all is for me – someone who hasn’t been abroad since I was 16 and visited the war graves at Ypres with my boyfriend! I don’t begrudge any hard-working commuter their hols, but the techni-coloured details are a little hard to take, especially when supplied repeatedly. So the up-coming struggles will be manifold this next two months, lurching between vastly reduced numbers of customers and jealousy-inducing descriptions of fab-hols-had, probably all liberally applied in temperatures over 26 degrees Celsius. I don’t think after-sun will fix it this time – oh the joys of summer!!