So it was, back to my old stomping ground, the streets of London - which are apparently paved with gold, you just can't see it under all the tramps! I only jest, it was nice to be back and see all my old muckers. After 5 days on Ben's floor though an incident including a workmans jacket, large quantities of lather and my inability to speak told me it was time to go home to Chorley. I thought I'd go home and surprise my family by turning up at the door. They ...

Well - this is my travel blog. I've just registered in a fit of boredom at work and this is really a test. 6 weeks to go until the off with inane stuff like jabs and visas to sort. Also thinking how much money I can blow on new kit - have been looking at down suits and oxygen masks - may wear it all on the plane.... So in the words of Mr. Longbottom 'first ones always a bad one' - I'll write again when something happens!