…is where I’m at.
Flew last Wednesday from London to Perth, Australia, via Singapore. Then Sunday from Perth to Brisbane. And on Saturday we’ll fly from Brisbane to New Zealand, where we’ll have four weeks of touring (by car – no more flights, thank the Lord).
The plan is to have a plotted novel when I finish, but with the joys of jet lag, that’s on the back burner for now (much easier to listen to Mark Billingham on audio at 3.00am than scribble – and with headphones I don’t disturb anyone either).