Ok... so I left it a little late. thirteen days left, that is less than two weeks!

Not entirely sure how that happened, I'm sure I had a couple of months last time I checked... and a job. Now I don't have a job since I left my loverly work colleagues last night and I don't have any time. Sheeet. Getting a bit real. I'm actually going to be in Delhi in two weeks... very odd.

Now am spending one of my last productive days? in bed writing this and trying to understand why I decided have a nap on my way home and wake up in West Byfleet at 12.30am (see the link)...

http://maps.google.co.uk/maps?f=d&source=s_d&saddr=Claremont+Ave,+New+Malden,+Greater+London+KT3,+UK&daddr=west+byfleet&hl=en&geocode=&mra=ls&sll=51.479145,-0.091623&sspn=0.096005,0.308647&ie=UTF8&z=12

....and wondering whether it had anything to do with that shot of Sambuca and Jack Daniels (in the same glass)... any idea James? Pete? I worry that I may not fare so well if I do something similar in India... or perhaps it'll be more fun?

This blog post is dedicated to the saintly man who woke me up...