Well, this time tomorrow I will be roaring down the autoroute, through the centre of France, heading south. Some wonderful friends gave me a great send-off at the KST earlier this week. Thank you, all.
I had a serious panicky moment when I was getting stuff together to take - I couldn't find my sketchbook. A combination of the exhibition, decorating, and preparing to go away meant that I had spent very little time with it, and for a horrible, horrible moment I thought I may have left it on the train. I found it under a pile of papers. Phew. There are only a few blank pages left, and I will soon be starting a new one.