Well, that was a long blog hiatus. It wasn't planned but just sort of crept up on me, what with the G20 policing stuff and other Boris business keeping me extremely busy elsewhere. I wish my reactivation wasn't a moany one, but I'm just back from the Kings Hall fitness centre - positively fragrant, I am - and sadly must report that the persistent treadmill injury list is even longer than usual. Of the eight machines in the middle of the gym, only four were working and two of those "temporarily" out of use were the newer models. What is the problem? Why are thee things so often crocked? At this rate I'm going start bringing my own screwdriver.