I’m back.
Literally.
I landed at 5:45am and went straight to work. LIKE A FOOL.
But my god, what a trip. What a brilliant, crazy, rollercoaster of a trip.
It’s nice to know that at nearly 52, you can have times like that.
The perfect storm of magic, opportunity and crazy.
Beautiful weddings.
Nottingham Forest promotion.
Seeing friends with their first born.
And – thanks to getting COVID so not being able to come back for a week – the ability to see Queen with my best mate with tickets we bought in 2019!!!
Given the 2 years of lockdown, the effect this has all had on me has been huge.
There’s so many people I should thank for their wonderfulness, but they know who they are.
You probably do too.
So I’m going to sign off, mainly because just as I got over the jet lag in the UK, I came back to have jet lag all over again. That’s some dark karma shit right there.
Which, no doubt, you’re all for … and for once, who can blame you.
See you tomorrow, bleary eyed, but more awake.
Hopefully.