I'm off to London!

If it wasn't for missing Des and my book of ghost stories that now have to be readied for production, I would have inched my way slowly back to Heathrow at some point, reaching England maybe only a year from now. I would have headed to other destinations first.

But there are people waiting for me now.

I have been listening to my Arabian trance music as my only salvation for reaching British immigration while still awake, although very much jet-lagged and properly burnt from the safaris.