Almost 48 hours after arriving home from Turkey, I finally feel strong enough to talk about it.
Honestly, coming back from holiday is always a big ordeal for.
And the hardest part of all? Passing beaming, pasty-faced new arrivals - either in the hotel lobby or at the airport - who are about to steal our fun. I. Hate. You. All.
More positively, we did conclude our week-long trip on a series of highs.
Above you can see the audience selfie taken after Sunday's final show. We're in there somewhere.
I dad danced all night and my calf muscles continue to grumble as a result.
Ms White insisted on it after male lead "Smithy" (below centre) posed for a pic for me.
We also had a photo with the charming Pickthalls, our new friends from Milton Keynes, who we look forward to seeing again soon.
The low point of the week?
Undoubtedly Vanessa's failure to win the star prize - a Russell the Brussel tee shirt - in Saturday evening's quiz.
And the highlight?
No question, my karaoke performance of "Forever in Blue Jeans" on the first night.
Sadly it was only a highlight for me.