Ahhh, back from Dublin. It was one of those lovely grown up weddings; a fairly small number of guests, vair posh hotel, fabulous multi-course meal featuring lobster, venison and a platter of five (5, V) teeny desserts, drinking and chatting into the wee small hours while a harpist played in the background. All very lovely, particularly as the groom is one of DH's oldest friends, and the nicest man you could hope to meet. We stayed in a nearby not-quite-so-posh-but-still-rather-lovely hotel, and had a couple of days doing the tourist thing in Dublin, in the sunshine (OK, the wind would cut you in two, but it was glorious). I have eaten rather more in three days than is strictly good for me. 
We spent this evening collecting DCs from various temporary lodgings, and tomorrow it's back at the coalface. Boo.
Anyway, I must apologise for my absence from the thread - I lost count of the number of times in the last fortnight I've read through, started a post, then been called away to some domestic emergency or other. Or the WiFi has gone down. We've had SIL to stay, a couple of parent's evenings (GCSE options for DD1, who is such an all-rounder she can't decide what to give up), and I took a day off last week for a spa day at Champneys as a birthday treat for DM (who will be 70 tomorrow). The latter was predictably heavenly, although DM (fitness queen that she is) insisted we packed in a couple of circuits classes and a few laps of the pool before we were allowed to chillax. My abs ached for days afterwards.