It sometimes felt like this day would never get here. I'm checked in to the plane, and the flat is polished, and washed, the beds have been made. The only thing missing from this place to call it home will be Mrs. Marmite, and the Little Spreaders. I'm off to the airport later this evening, and I don't know if I can wait. I'm more excited than excitement itself – to steal a phrase from Baldrick, but his was about cunning!
On the list of things today – get some snacks for the flight, get a haircut, pack the suitcase (although I like to only pack once, I'm sure I'll put things in and out of the case an awful lot before I finish packing. Then there will be waiting until my ride arrives to take me to the airport.
Hopefully I'll catch up with most people over the next 3 weeks – remember to mark the date 26th July in your diary to come and give Mrs. Marmite and the Little Spreaders a good send off with an Aussie BBQ at the house in Telscombe Cliffs.
I'll be able to still get all my emails in the UK so don't be shy. I've had a few ideas about what I should rename the site when I'm back up and running.
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