So… the adventure really does begin!

This feels like a long time ago… a rather soggy dog walk first thing! 

And then she ‘helped’ me pack - in a dismissive, overseeing kind of way!

A few hours later, after lunch and a little time with Mr C, and I find myself at Heathrow Terminal 2,  checked and waiting for the gate number. As Paul says, the joys of travelling - rush to queue! Smooth travelling so far thanks to Sally from Billy Thomas Travel delivering me.

Maybe it is beginning to feel a little more real now! As always in my world it’s been a whirlwind to this point, finishing work at 6.30pm yesterday and the being treated to a meal out by the lovely Mr C.  

I did have a moment yesterday morning when serving all the members of the church family holy communion, offering them the bread by name, and realising I won’t do this again for 12 weeks… and after that maybe just a couple more times before we move. It was almost a farewell as folks hugged me and wished me well as they later left the building. A complex mix of emotions.

I am really looking forward to this adventure and the privilege to travel, but there was a brief moment earlier when packed and sitting before heading off, when I suddenly thought, ‘what on earth am I doing?’!! A brief moment and a little tear as I said farewell to Paul.

Next stop Melbourne, meeting my sis, via Singapore…