Ah...

There is a weighty feeling that drags like a plummeting lift when you realise that an essential piece of the preparation for a project is still unfinished the night before or worse still , has not even been started. As day dawned after a very short night I had no visa to enter Australia. An e-application is lodged but progress halted at Friday teatime. At work with on a project 90 children this morning it was easy to slip back into denial and pretend that I wasn't even booked into Oz at all - maybe I'll be bicycling round Anglesey after all. But tickets are booked, car park pre-paid, hotel confirmed, seat T18 in the stalls of Sydney Opera house has my name on it, for one day at least.