The return of Bettina (with a few bruises)

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, I'm back! Who knows if anyone gives a rat's ass but I quite like being under the illusion that I have been missed terribly, that my return has been awaited eagerly by everyone and that your lives have been empty without me. So go on and tell me some sweet lies, my dear friends. I'll pay you later.

My holiday was absolute gold- we had the time of our lives. The transition from fun filled holiday back to the real world however was a bit rough as reality picked me up straight from the airport and kicked me in the guts. And then topped it off with a little slap in the face just to make sure that I knew I was definitely back. Isn't that thoughtful? I was home Sunday night at about 8pm, unpacked my stuff, did some laundery, had some food and then proceeded to work on two uni presentations which were scheduled for Monday and Tuesday until 1.30am.

Work has also been somewhat insane and I'm still working through the 1.5 million e-mails and messages that have piled up while I was away. But enough of the complaining now. I had a absolutely fantastic holiday so obviously it seems nothing but fair that I need to be punished for it now. So please keep it going, dear reality, don't hold back. I can handle it.

For some of our legendary holiday stories and a little photo display of our craziness, check back here in a couple of days.