Tucked up in my own bed, but sadly Doug-less. Never mind, he’ll be along soon enough.
Strangely enough, bumped into Kristina Olsen in the check-in queue in LA and so had a lovely companion for the flight to Melbourne and a lift home with Andrew Pattison of the Troubadour for Woodford-goers wot knows of wot I speaks.
Long lovely bath was divine.Then straight to work – all is goin’ well there.
In other news I have a new niece – Olivia Claire Donohoe.
Exhausted. Sleep now. *wave at all*