Yes, ok, you thought that we’d been sold into the white slave trade by the Sicilian mafia but, as it happens, no. I felt that I ought to update here because I rang a friend today to make arrangements for the weekend and she said “but you’re in Sicily”. I explained that I was back and she said “but I read your blog every day and you’re not back”. While I am, of course, touched by her enthusiasm for this website, I feel that she should know that you can’t believe everything you read on the internet. Pressure of work and a sick child [leading to the utterly laughable experiment which my loving spouse and I attempted yesterday and today respectively, of trying to work from home with an, again respectively, sick and recovering three year old on our hands] have kept me from telling you hair raising tales from the Sicilian hinterland but just you wait, this weekend, all will be revealed. I know, I know, you’re on the edges of your seats out there. Look, Mum, if you’re really keen you can start with the hundreds of photos on Flickr.
you said you were leaving for sicily on the 23rd and you said you were going for a week. so, by my calcuations, you should have been back on the 30th or 31st, no? So I was just waiting patiently until you got over jetlag (of what? an hour?) or something …
we have missed you, but i try to remember that bloggers have lives (or alternatively, kids) and so can’t be blogging all the time. Still, once Princess is back to her usual self I hope you’ll be back to usual form.
Sabd, UC am touched by your enthusiasm.