Well I kind of missed you, which gives me the moral high ground.
I've been away, you see, back to my native land. There were some sporting events on and I thought it best not to miss them.
First up was the Irish Cup Final.
Sadly my beloved Coleraine lost 3-0.
But, well, we made the best of it.
Next up were the North West 200 motorbike races, which I go back for every year.
That's Guy Martin you can see above during Tuesday's practice session. He's on the telly quite a lot drinking tea.
I got so close to the action because my mate John made me an official marshal for the day.
I've never felt so important. Me and the lads, like.
You may have noticed that the weather was good that day, as it was for most of my 10 days and nine nights on the Causeway Coast.
This demanded a celebration.
But, come race day on Saturday, the rain came.
Of course it did. But the racing was still great.
Which was surely a cause for another celebration.
I'll be back over again soon.
When I look forward to a celebration.
I'll think of a reason nearer the time.
And, who knows, I might even squeeze some work in.