One week from today, I’ll be on my way to Pearson Airport once again, for a date with an Air Transat flight to Gatwick Airport, London…and the English hills beyond.
I’m in such a restless, dull funk at the moment…I can’t really get myself worked up to do anything, as my departure date approaches. I’m anticipating one of the greatest adventures I’ve ever had…in fact, one that may top my trip to London last year. Imagine…London…PLUS Northhampton…PLUS Cambridge…PLUS Cardiff…and more besides. A tour of Parliament…the Tower of London…Bletchley Park…and FINALLY, I will see the ocean, for all its salty glory. Let’s also not forget a return to The Who Shop, the Mecca of all things Doctor Who…
Somehow, I never thought this was going to happen. 
But I promise…I WILL NOT STALK the Doctor Who or Torchwood film crews, should I happen to see them. I WILL NOT stalk them…I WILL NOT…
…unless I accidentally bump into them, of course…
Oh, to hell with it…I’ll be jumping up and down, screaming for David Tennant’s autograph, like a demented 10 year old…and I can’t wait to do it!
