I'll be honest, it all happened so fast, I didn't remember when it happened. I'm writing about today from the vantage point of January 09. I wanted to recall when it actually happened. Last night's gig in London was driven to in a van. I had had a deadline on Thursday night for some writing, so I did the writing, then I woke up on Friday morning, booked a van, went to get it on the lunchtime, and used it for the weekend.

After my gig on Friday night, I drove to my girlfriend's place where I stayed overnight. On Saturday morning we awoke with a mission - we had to go to Newcastle to pack the remainder of my Novacastrian worldly goods into the van. This we did.

I'd go into detail, but there's no point. We did it, in about 90 minutes. That was all it took to clearout the house. In some cases, I decided to leave stuff for the new folks, in some cases, items were put outside for council collection.

Then we drove to Leeds for a night out with my Leeds folks/"The lads".