A week is a long time in travel.
Even as the dust settled over last week's leader's debate, and before the minor interesting news that Louis Theroux was Nick Clegg's fag at Westminster, an Icelandic volcano decided to erupt, causing travel chaos across Europe.
We know people who are stuck in the UK, unable to get home to Canada, people that are stuck in Portugal, unable to get home to Edinburgh.
I've just heard that the couple at work who got married at the weekend are coming back in to work later this week, as they can't get away on holiday. Two of the guests from their wedding are due to be staying in our flat in Ireland for a few days - but only if Mr Twinky can get across to change the bed, check the flat and get the keys to them.
It's looking likely that he won't be able to go, although they might take a ferry. That will be... fun...
Armageddon days are here. Again.