Bon voyage

Time is running out to get everything organised for the Big Trip. We have visas, tickets, some hotel bookings and an enormous pile of washing to do.

Last night, all our bestest friends met in a chain pub in London town for some farewell drinkies. A hard core of revellers went on to Freedom - the straight-friendly gay bar, or is it a gay-friendly straight bar? - for late night beverages.

Panic about getting everything done is subsiding slowly even though I still have to sort the boat out, get all my childhood rubbish out of my dad's house and tackle that enormous pile of washing.

Go and see the Wallace and Gromit film: it is plastacine magic!