Countdown

You know how people divide reality up into little, easily managable chunks? Geography splits up the political world, political tries to pretend like no-one can sit in the middle-ground between socialism and capitalism, and then all the politicians flood there.

The most common one, though, is time. People break down jobs into small chunks, telling themselves they're half-way through this bit, call it two-thirds, so give it another hour and I'll be finished into the corner, and that'll be the job done... etc.

Well, I'm starting that. It's the little things, but... 'I only have to sit in the Gosport Rush Hour Exodus 12 more times'.

That's right, May 9th is approaching rapidly, at which point I move off the peninsula, and into a new house.

Normal service will, of course, not likely resume any time soon after that :)