The blog's been pretty quiet of late and the reason is that there's a lot of life taking place, if you know what I mean. Too much life, but it's all good stuff, in fact it couldn't be better. Yes, my lovely reader, I'm finally leaving London and moving back up north. My regular readers (hello mum) will know I've had this love/hate thing going on with the big city ever since I moved down here in 2001. I've moaned about it often enough on the blog. And yes, there's been joy and excitement about living in London mixed in with the moans, but after eight and a half years of living in the smoke, some time in 2010 I'll be heading back north, to home. We both are, my lovely man and I. And so, it's with a huge amount of relief that I can finally blow off the air-kissers and their meaningless cheek to cheek mwah-mwahs. I'm calling time on the people who say: "I'll call you!", "We must do lunch!", "Let's get together ...