I have emerged from my lair, and I suppose I owe some of you an explanation.
Just to get speculation out of the way, I am not responsible for, nor have I not been doing any of the following:
- Forgotten in a basement dungeon after the announcement of the royal wedding
- A guest at Silvio Berlusconi’s “bunga-bunga” parties
- Trapped as a dancing girl in Muammar Gaddafi’s harem while Libya falls apart
I am fine… ish. The reasons for my disappearance are that I managed to get snowed in out in the wilds of the countryside during the Big Freeze. I then managed to get a stomach bug that transformed me into an understudy from The Exorcist.
During both mishaps, working was simply out of the question, and I also literally could not summon the energy to tap out a few words on the keyboard. Instead, I became reacquainted with daytime television, which has snuffed out any hope I had left for the future of humanity.
Recently, I’ve managed to get my strength back up (I lost an awful lot of weight thanks to the stomach bug) and have been updating my Twitter feed with the occasional link or musing. I am now “fit for action,” so to speak, and normal service has resumed.
Why not check out my Google calendar, which I am now trying to keep up to date, to see the periods when I am available?
Once again, I apologise for not replying to emails individually, but I was either out of range or very unwell.
[Image from Flickr]