The Off

In theory everything is done. I left it all the bit fine really.

I spent most of Sunday running up an enormous photo bill to ring the Russian embassy to get my passport back in time. To the point were I kicked a few walls in anger and wrote slurs about automated phones systems on the same walls with biro. I felt better for it though.

I left the packing up of my house too late as well but its got done. It always does in the end.

I'm sick and tired of having to move out now its getting to be a masive pain in the arse, you never feel setteled. I've still got to do it twice more this year, really really can't be arsed.

Anyway we fly from Donny airport tommorrow. We couldn't get a lift for a tun of different reasons. Public transport for the win.

We should be out the house by 6am and in warsaw by 4pm. This is the theory anyway.

Peace out to everybody who I'll miss whilst I'm away,

Tom (your man from The East...of Hull)