Been back a couple of hours, journey from Stansted to home took as longer than the flight from Belfast to Stansted!

Had a fantastic time, even though I didn't get to sing much and Ireland lost the rugby in the last minutes.

It was a lovely chance to reunite with Skipjack, Oaklet, MudGuard, Skarpi and Giok, but even better to meet for the first time with Guna (spelling??) aka Mrs Skarpi, Bente and Maryrrf.

I'm now engaged in trying to translate Icelandic sleeve notes on the CD that we 'acquired' in the raffle and eating the chocolates!

Thanks to everyone who helped prepare the meal we had Sunday evening - I'm afraid the pancake workshop never happened, but I can vouch for MudGuard's prowess at mashing swedes (red turnip or rutabaga) and chopping apples - although nothing exceeds his expertise at emptying food pots!

Barholme was also home to some divers who were training in the Lough and I managed to walk out of the front door on Saturday, and straight into my fantasy ~ 3 fit blokes dressed in rubber!

LTS - running a cold bath now...