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Not that much room to change my mind now.  I am, of course, having last minute doubts - I have no idea what awaits me in 12 hours time.

This much I do know: it will be a lot warmer, it won’t be my desk in London, it will be an adventure!

Think of me tonight as I fly through the sky.  I’ve done enough long haul flights to realise that I’m unlikely to sleep and the food will be ok at best (if I manage to eat it using the plastic cutlery).  However often I fly though, I always get a tiny bit excited at the prospect of accelerating down the runway.

Right - I ought to go.  Speak to you soon.