Arrived back in the UK on Monday only to be greeted by the same kind of weather I'd been experiencing in Singapore for the past three weeks or so: rain, rain and more rain. If I could harness this supernatural influence I have over the weather, I'd be a millionaire, with people paying me never to go anywhere.

Still, one must bear in mind the small blessings. I managed to arrive back here with not too much weight gain in spite of the tremendous amounts of food ingested. I'm happily enjoying the dance classes I have thrown myself back into in spite of my recovering ankle. And I'm glad that there's still some semblance of summery weather.

It's good to be home.