I'm a terrible diarist. This is why Blogger is a good thing. I have access to it from both work and home and I can add entries to this weblog with minimal effort... and it just works. I write what occurs to me, when it occurs to me and it's sorted.

On the other hand, I sometimes try to diarise mini-adventures I've had. This relies on my taking notes around the time, or writing up the story soon after my return from the adventure. It's rare that I complete such a diary. You'll find a variety of these incomplete adventures in the Incredible section of this site. I've just started a new diary. There's a chance that I'll be able to finish publishing all of it - primarily because it was written in long-hand and only covers a small time-frame. Having said that it is, in itself, an incomplete account of a longer trip, but I think it stands alone as a description of the journey I made between leaving work for the last time in 2002 and starting my Christmas activities in London.