Made it safely to Devon for my father's birthday (which was actually last weekend, for reasons too complex to explain). Have been fed, slept well*, fed again, gone for an hour-and-a-half walk in the woods, surfed the internet, and generally felt wiped out.
I have about eight emails and a document I should be looking at, but no brain at all to engage with them.
So instead I am going to lie on the sofa and do nothing. Hope you're all well - have a picture of some trees:
*Woke up once in the middle of the night to use the toilet, got intercepted by large dog who demanded his 4am cuddles.