Landed on Saturday afternoon, and by the time I got home I was absolutely shattered. Sunday was spent catching up on tasks such as washing etc and after a busy week already I opted for a leisurely bath, watched the Northern Ireland drama and fell asleep.
Feet haven't touched the ground at work, hence the blog not being updated, but now I think there is light at the end of the tunnel and if I find it is someone else bringing more work they might swing from the rafters.
Stopped at Oradour Sur Glane on the way back to the airport, it was a very moving experience, not just because of the feelings of the place but knowing some of the history. Such a tragic story, but not alone in paying the price of war I am afraid. I am glad it is left as a testament to man's inhumanity to man, it helps to remind us of our rights and responsibilities. We have the right to a peaceful life, and a responsibility to protect those rights.
I was glad to get back to the airport, and it was worth paying excess fare on the luggage which contains all sorts of goodies that I brought back and the cheese and walnut bread made a good snack at the airport. I even brought coals to newcastle in the form of a chocolate easter egg that Zeltus, his wife, me and a friend won as part of a quiz team on the Thursday night we won 4 eggs and therefore each had one. Needless to say I also brought back some french chocolate including some very nice cocoa dusted walnuts which are a regional speciality.
The ratz survived the week without me, and I think even missed me though the person that took care of them said she read them a goodnight story on one of her visits, and even said they were quite cute. I think most people's view of ratz are the big brown scary variety.
It is good to be home again, but I did enjoy my visit to Zeltus not to mention polishing the acres of oak panelling with beeswax on the Friday :-)