I was convinced that I would not get post-Ibiza blues. There was a point during my holiday that I was quite looking forward to coming home – too much laying around and I was getting restless. Even a soaking downpour from the aeroplane to the terminal did not dampen my spirits, I remained in a good mood for the remainder of the weekend back in Reading. Arriving at work on Monday morning to 358 unread e-mails was a relief as that is not too high a figure, and I was happily working my way through them. I was convinced that … Continued