Clumbers are hooligans! Nothing is safe or sacred. Now that she's recovered from her holiday, she is engaging top gear and running everywhere. Her speciality is running the length of the hall flat out, head down and skidding to a halt through 360 degrees on the kitchen lino. Woe betide you if you are in the way!
Plus, nothing is safe. It's either slobbered on, stolen, stolen and eaten or knocked over. She's now learnt that few things can withstand 30 kilos of interested spaniel, so knocking stuff over is the easiest way to deal with it.
And then there's the - "oh, you're wearing clean clothes, these would look better covered in white hair / slobber / smeary nose prints" or the "i'm going to come over and wag my tail and lean right into you, so that you think i'm being nice, but really i'm coming to cover you in hair / slobber / smeary nose prints".

Wouldn't be without her though!