Even after a relatively short trip, its hard sometimes, not to feel a bit narky about being back. i'm lucky ? enough to have a fairly demanding, outdoors job, in a beautiful part of the country, which requires that I throw myself straight back into the fray. But even then, things can feel a little flat, both physically, and metaphorically. The horizons are suddenly a little too narrowed. All you really want to do, once you've had a bath, and one night in a real bed, is to run off to the hills again ... Aside from hitting the bottle, or doing in your work colleagues with breathless hyperbole. How do other people cope, with the inevitable come down?