...managed to complete the first leg of the epic journey that will hopefully constitute my brief return to the breezy English countryside and the East End of London for the marriage of my darling brother and Flo. So thats it then. I am officially on the shelf. I have turned into Bridget Jones and will no doubt be subjected to elderly relatives half smiling in a slightly pitying way and saying "You'll be next". And I am travelling half way across the planet for the pleasure. And I don't have anything to wear except some flip flops and a few choice items fashioned in cheescloth. Oh I love Byron Bay. So now I'm in Sydney, staying in a hostel in Central overnight so I can get up in the morning at some ungodly hour and catch a plane to Bandar Seri blah blah, whereupon I will wait for several hours before transfering to Heathrow and I should arrive at some stage on Tuesday. 4 days later. And I am smiling a big smile cos Men at Work just came on the stero. Makes me fancy a vegemite sandwich and my tummy is a rumblin'. I'll see you when i get there. Are the daffs out yet? xxx