It never rains but it pours

Today is my last day before starting at Wipro. I will be flying into the UK later on today ahead of an induction session in Reading tomorrow. The rain is falling in Biarritz this morning; I wouldn't mind if that is what the title of this blog posting referred to, in actual fact it refers to the muscle I've pulled in my back this weekend which is making sleeping, lifting Maxime and even breathing difficult. I'm pig sick of this "holiday" and quite looking forward to getting back to work. If I try to remain optimistic, the high points of my break were spending so much time with Maxime and also being able to read quite a lot. The down points are too numerous to mention so I'll skip over them. It's a funny feeling to be packing a suitcase again - old routines die hard it seems. Maxime is stirring...time to go, a bottle of chocolate milk to prepare.