Hiya, kids. I am indeed back in Britain and missing America like a fat kid misses Double Stuf Oreos at Fat Camp. I’m also trying to bring my body clock back in line with the time showing on Big Ben. Before I ran off to the woods, work was a little stressy to say the very least. On my return, all seems spookily calm, so I’m excited about having a little extra time and energy to devote to all you gorgeous people. Normal (and hopefully slightly improved) service will resume with Night of Champions.