the trouble with holidays...

...is when you come back, life (as you left it) hasn't been on pause after all. It seems to move forward under its own momentum , so that you end up coming back to mountains of stuff that urgently needs doing. A small price to pay I guess - especially when you've just spent 5 idyllic days lolling about in unprecedented sunshine, swimming in paradise-coloured seas (sans wetsuit!) and actually managed to pick up a book and read! Bliss.