After the excess of Christmas - all two and a bit days of it - it was back to work today. Luckily, no-one else was around so it wasn't the boring stuff, dealing with a million phone calls. Instead, it was writing more articles about sex.

Strangely, it was quite enjoyable. After the hectic few weeks, two days of no work felt distinctly odd. Am sure I'll snap out of workaholic mode soon and it's just this project warping my brain. May have to do some more overindulging to be on the safe side though.

It was a somewhat more relaxing working day than usual though. Being bought most of the Clarins range by various people meant that my usual soak in the bath now takes four times longer. Although if the products all take the years off me that they promise, I'll look about 12 by this time next week.