The day after the weekend before...

It's been that sort of day.

You know the one, a bit like arriving back from a camping holiday probably (not that I'd know) but one where you have taken along the oddest assortment of things that all have to go back in their respective homes once they have been washed, dried and aired.

Thank heavens for a sunny day to get all the quilts that we hung in the tent out on the line...

I will catch up on here drekkly with short posts and a couple of my favourite pics from each event, the rest of them have gone up on the Flicker album this evening, and I know Team dovegrey will be filing their reports eventually, and I have so many thank you letters to write too....no slacking for a while yet.

One of my favourite pics...The River Cottage Forager with his knitsuke..

We said best check in the book first before eating.

This meanwhile was where my brain was stored for the entire weekend...

Talking with nine authors in three days is a bit like studying for nine exams so had my notebook disappeared I think I might have just run away.

Now I'm home I'm not quite sure where my brain is, but normal service will be resumed the minute I find it because before we know it we'll all be sitting down to watch the Opening Ceremony.

London 2012 is almost upon us and I can hardly wait.