So I'm finally back from two weeks of overeating, drinking and lazing around in the sun. Ok- that last one was a lie- there was no lazing to be had as the kids still wanted to get up at the crack of doom and then they wanted to play in the sea or sand until it was time to go back for the night.
Parents ought to get a separate holiday to recover from their kids, I reckon.
Anyway- after wading through huge amounts of guff this morning (email, post, and wotnot), I decided to ease myself gently back into work with this:
Mrs T. has been poking her head around the door every now and then, before tutting and suggesting that I get on with some real work. Rather than instantly file for divorce, I've patiently explained that I'm like an engine that needs warming up- but I don't think she really gets it. She's made me several lovely cups of tea today though- as well as my lunch and tea- so I'm not complaining.
This week, I'll be finishing off the Rom piece and laying out issue 5 of Impaler.