OK, the time has come to move to the other side of the world.

This will probably be my last time online for a while, we say goodbye to our house tomorrow for the last time and check ourselves into a swish hotel for the night in Manchester.

We then fly to Perth (via Singapore) in the early hours of Friday Morning.

I can’t believe this time has finally come. We stayed over with my parents last night for a nice meal and spent most of the time reminiscing. I also found myself doing a very good job as an Australian tourist official spending about an hour (after a couple of bottles of wine) raving about how fantastic Australia is.

I don’t think the folks needed much convincing, a son, daughter-in-law and the most amazing 4 year old grandson in the world is encouragement enough for them to get onto a plane.

Saying goodbye was harder then I’d ever anticipated. I guess I’d be putting things to the back of my mind. I’m pretty tough when it comes to emotional stuff a but I don’t mind admitting that this morning, me a 34 year old northern bloke cried when he had to say bye to his mum and dad.

Not big sobbing girly tears mind you, but a tear or two was still shed all the same.

I’ve spoken to the folks since and things appear to be OK now. Just time to pack! Yeh I know! Moving to the other side of the world, taxi picking us up in less then 24 hours and I’ve still to cram about a rooms full of stuff into two suitcases. That’s going to be interesting.

In other news, my company car is being picked up tomorrow. I’m bsolutely gutted but I’ve been lucky to keep hold of it keeping in mind that I left the bank I worked for over a month ago.

I guess that’s a benefit of working closely with the people who look after the fleet.

Anyway, I’ll see you at some point when I get to the ‘other side’

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