My last flight went smoothly; Qantas proved themselves again and I landed at about 5.30am this morning. I am still awake and it is now nearly 11pm. Doing well I think.

My room is piled from floor to ceiling with bits of things. Bags, wires, clothes, more bags, more wires... you get the picture. My desk however, is fairly clear. I have a pile of letters I need to read. I have a pile of emails I need to respond to. I have a heap of friends and people to phone. The next few days are going to be a little manic I predict.