Am back in the land of the living but still grumpier than hell. Will blog again when mood improves. Suspect I will feel much better when I am no longer limited to one glass of wine once in a blue moon, am forced to sniff other people's nicotine when passing them in the street (as obviously I am now a zero-nicotine zone) and can squeeze my ever-growing monstrous arse into normal jeans again (you know, the ones that don't have a stretchy humungous sock instead of a waistband). So, yes... my mood will improve in amazing ways post-childbirth. Sigh. Only 18 more weeks to go. Shallow? Me? Yup.
Sublime stuff from New York and Dubai