Paulkyville

I'm sure you've been on holiday somewhere and said to yourself at some point "I could live here". For me, I usually do it every time, about three days in. However, by day seven, I usually say "I'm ready to go home now". It was exactly on the three day mark, as I stood on the beach pictured at the top of the page and took that sunset shot, that I had what I call The Calling; that moment when you feel completely at home somewhere and say those words "I could live here". However, unlike on all my previous journeys, this time I knew it would stick. Virtually the last thing I did before I got on the plane to head back to the UK was to walk again on that beach. I was thinking of everything I could do to avoid getting on the plane, including feigning illness! I realised that that would be silly, of course! But when I finally took off that evening, and looked back on the beautiful City of Lights before I sped across the immense black of the India

Gentle and patient reader, apologies for not posting much recently, but work has been full-on and I just haven't had a moment to bring up you to speed on what's been going on. I have booked my flight to Perth for April next year. It was one of my visa requirements that I travel to Australia before July 7th 2010, so doing this gets it out of the way so I don't have to leave it all to the last minute (and I don't really want to go in the middle of the Southern Winter. I got a reasonably good deal on the price and am flying with Qantas, going via Singapore. Oddly, I believe I will be travelling on the very jet featured in the Exit Strategy post from a while back, the new Airbus A380, the largest passenger plane ever built. It actually looks too big to fly! Hopefully it isn't. In other news, Mrs Paulky and I have decided to put the house on the market after Christmas in the hope that the property market has picked up enough to get the price we want. I have a meeting ne