1)My dogs. Look at their adorably stupid little faces. Just as it's worse in films when animals die than humans, I will miss them more than my parents... sorry parents. I just wish I could explain to Charlie and Phoebe that I will be back and I'm not leaving them because I hate them. 2)Semi- sensible hair. My hair defies gravity at the best of times, and I am about to go to a very humid, tropical place without any form of hairdryer or straighteners. Have you...

In almost exactly a week's time, I will be on my way down to Heathrow ready to fly out to Central America. At this current moment in time, I'm neither scared nor excited (as sad as that is to admit), rather just a bit fed up thinking of all the things I have left to do in preparation. But perhaps the main reason as to why I am still sat on my bed in my PJs at 11.34 on a Thursday is a combination of denial and sheer laziness.True to form, I have a 'To- Do' list, a...