This morning I staggered home at 0200 hours after a horrid journey back from The Hague, where I had been busy training sassy Dutch officials on the dark arts of Writing with Impact.

Thanks to the UNITE union’s antics, my BA flight was cancelled so I had to switch to easyJet.

Needless to say, the rubbish easyJet flight was well late with no serious attempts made to inform passengers in the sprawling Amsterdam airport what was happening, or offer people space on other uneasyJet flights back to Gatwick.

That UN Resolution needs updating.

Thus I missed my coach to Oxford and so had to plod into London by Gatwick unExpress which was late, being diverted because a tree had fallen on the line.

Then a miserable ride on the Tube to Paddington with washed out late-night Londoners. Then a long wait to get the 0020 train to Didcot, then a forlorn drive home.

Uuurgh.

Which goes some way to explain why in clearing dozens of rubbish Spam comments from this site in my exhaustion I inadvertently have approved some of them.

MBT shoes do not even look nice.

Sorry.