The thought of spending two nights cooped up in a wooden shed didn't exactly put a smile on my face, as my wife suggested we try out a shepherd's hut for a weekend away with our children - but how I was wrong.
Back in London and we are mapping out the next few days. The New Year's Eve and a gathering of neighbours, but it is a joy to be home. The smell of the city and the sirens and the multi cultural citizens. I can feel the throb of business and I can't wait for the new year to get going.