Why Hello Again

I'm back, at my desk after my sojourn to sunny Sing. I've got stories aplenty to share, of the scary swimming pool, the pink haired girl, Christmas decorations in the heat, not to mention deep and thoughtful ponderings about the "instant gratification" that seems to be so Singapore and how it compares with other countries.

But, for now I just thought I'd let you know that I'm here in London. An hour ago I scraped the ice off my windscreen and the in car thermometer told me it was zero degrees outside, yesterday morning at the same time I was in a cab on the way to Changi airport and the in cab thermometer indicated thirty degrees.

The week is going to be another mad one for me, filled with music and activity of all sorts. It started yesterday, as they tend to, unless of course you're the sort who starts a week on Sunday.

More later.