Doc, I may have a problem ...

I returned to London yesterday and all I have done is slept basically. The need to sleep has been helped by the absense of 4.30am sunrises that were here last time. I'm not entirely sure about the grey skies and persistent rain that has greeted my second coming though.

But jetlag is not the problem. I was so concerned that I received some medical help during my time in Chicago. Down by Navy Pier, I saw Bob Newhart who played Dr Bob Hartley in some US sitcom and despite being encased in bronze, the good doctor was able to inform me that I had caught the highly addictive and totally contagious travelling bug. And, unfortunately, the only cure is having bags of money!