My attempt at being laid back and cool has diminished now, as well as the illusions I had of being in control and organised.

I have finally got onto my backside and sorted out my coach tickets to and from the airport this end.

I have now just printed the e-tickets.

I managed last night to restring my black guitar, so that I could pack away my white one. Instead of bubble wrap, I put it into a padded guitar case, then put that (very tight squeeze) into the hard guitar case. A bit of tumbling of the case will not harm the guitar.

I found my passport (for ID), in the place it should be, so that was good. But am I packed yet?

No. Will I be packed by tonight - doubt it. Will I be panicking at 6 am tomorrow morning, I think yes!

It will be my first for lots of things this weekend, including going to Ireland, and flying in a passenger jet plane.

I'm sooooooooooooooooooo excited.

I hope Mary and Skarpi and Mrs Skarpi managed to land ok over here, the snow seems to be causing some interference with transport.

See everyone soon.