Sitting on 787 dreamliner at terminal 5, Waiting to take off... To Montréal, Canada. This is it. The culmination of a very frantic, slightly unexpected, four months of feverish planning, packing, clearing out and good-byes. We - Gavin and I - are about to start a new life in the great white north.
Can't think of a better time to leave. The UK is falling apart it seems, and has generally become an unpleasant place to live. Nonsense politics, spiteful social atmosphere, all out biggotry and open racism. It really feels like the clock went back 46 years on Friday (when 'Brexit' finally happened).
But that's all I'm going to say about that. This journal is about now and the future. Onwards, eh buddy!
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