I'm back!

And I've had a lovely time. I have a trillion emails to go through so won't have time to catch up and read everything that's going on. I haven't weighed yet and won't be returning to the gym until next week, but I really don't think it's been too bad. I am guessing a gain of around 5lb, but not the 15 I was predicting. I can still fit into my work trousers, so it can't be too bad.

I think it was because I was allowed to eat anything I wanted to, but had time to do lots and lots of walking as well. Martin and I must have walked about 10 miles every day.

We had a lovely, lovely time and I loved America. Apart from Vegas. But even that was good in a crap way.

I shall tell all the stories that Vicks mentioned over the next few days. We had a very funny time really.

The only thing that was bad was the flight home. We took off in the middle of Hurricane Jeanne and the first hour out of NYC was terrifying. The plane was very very shakey and got struck by lightning a lot. I was clutching Pancake and Martin as the tears streamed down my face saying 'We're all going to die'. Poor Martin had finger marks in his arm afterwards.

But after that it was OK.