Gee but it's great to be back home....

No I'm not crying because it's the end of my holiday. I'm not crying at all. I'm having fun going through all my pics and sorting them into categories. The one on screen is going into my 'Zebra Crossing Collection'.

No; everything's mainly fine but I'm clutching my box of Kleenex because the poor chap sat across from me on the plane, the one who was coughing and sneezing, has passed it on.