I suppose, it is time for a Kennedy update. Can't let all these men have their word. So, what have I been up to? The following is in no particular order:

1. Not getting enough sleep - out every night last week;
2. Going to the ballet at the ROH again (Children of Adam - amazing - especially when you aren't paying);
3. Lambing;
4. Seeing my family - especially the extended bunch;
5. Going on an outing to the car wash (I was too scared to go on my own);
6. DofE training with young people - lots of mud, I fell over. Lots;
7. Buying a ridiculous pair of shoes - peep-toe, 4" heels, platform soles; grey shiny leather - perfect for work...;
8. Fainting about the cost of a car service - £320?!;
9. Getting slightly obsessed by house plants; and
10. Going to Cyprus.

Oh yes, the latter. So, you get an email around 2.30pm. It is from an Associate you worked for in Corporate (I am now in Litigation), saying "CALL ME ASAP". My heart fluttered. Clearly I'd f'cked up utterly. I thought I'd face him in person, rather than the phone, so went to his office. "Amy, are you busy?". "No", I reply. "Good. I need you to do some work". "I need you to go to Cyprus". "Now". OK. I get thrown an SPA. I get given documents. I get on a flight. I drink bubbly and Baileys (it knocks me out). I arrive around 4am. I do what I need to do until about 1pm (no sleep). I do a walking-tour of Nicosia. I visit a museum. I see the things you "have to see". I watch the UN troops on the 'buffer zone' between the Greek and Turkish halves of the City - very strange feeling. I have a wonderful late lunch. I sit in the sun for a while. I get on the plane back to London. Whilst in flight, I see the "green flash" - a sunset where you acually see the red and yellow of the sky, merge with the blue, to create green. Amazing. I get picked up. I go back to my flat. I drive to my parents. I arrive around 1am. And then I fall asleep.

And the advice I received on going to Cyprus? On the basis I am going on my own, I have a degree of responsibility, and it is last minute? "Amy. You'll be fine. Go fly our flag. Keep your head high. And your heels higher." Fantastic.