On the train back into London, and the skies are once again bleak. Shame. It has been a brilliant few days. Of course, I will write a full account of our holiday tomorrow: I have so much to tell you about, from watching people dance in a park at midnight to exploring a beautiiful island to encountering a dog whose name we think was Bob. For now, though, let me just assure you that we are all safe and well, and that once again I find mŷself feeling a very lucky man to have such a wonderful life.