Is it me you're looking for?

Hello.

I'm not dead.

I've just been hibernating.

Like a big grizzly bear.

Stretch. Yawn. Rah!

I can't believe I last posted in May.

I've been concentrating on other things -- like my new job and our new house -- and have made an effort to do some stuff that I either haven't done for ages, or I'm a complete virgin at. For example, I've been playing tennis and have joined the local snooker club. On the flipside, the blogging has died and I've officially retired from magic: I've not missed either.

I need to warm back up to this writing lark (I've obviously not been writing any magic articles either), so I'll just tell you want my new job is:

Financial Analyst
For a company that experiments on giant mutant albino rats and other cute animals.
The office is surrounded by razorwire.
The office is in Slough*.
The razorwire is there because of the threat from animal rights extremists, rather than just because the office is in Slough.
It is the same company that made my brother-in-law redundant.
I have a company car. It is grey, although India insists that it is purple and gets upset when told it isn't.

Other stuff:

India turned 2 years old yesterday.
We are expecting for mid March.
Any name suggestions -- boy or girl -- in the comments please.

I feel much better.


* It's just around the corner from THE OFFICE. Our local pub is THE PUB from THE OFFICE.