This has to be some kind of definition of a wistful moment.

- Leaving home - radio playing Tears In Heaven - London bathed in the sunshine - nice messages from friends and family.

The one painful thing is a lurking worry over my granny's health; two days ago her health took a dive. She's bounced back before, but even she can't bounce back for ever.

The family is taking a consistent line: go, and don't worry about it. Gran would certainly view delaying or cancelling to be a shocking waste of money. I just hope she pulls through.