Deliberately late this time, as I knew I’d be sat here at Heathrow Airport for a while, so how better to kill time than to write a blog that’s a day late?

But blog number 41 means there’s 11 blogs left until I’ve completed the task I set out to do, which is to write a blog every week throughout 2023. I’ve also got an idea for what I want to do blog-wise next year, but I’m still mulling over it. I’ve actually got a few writing ideas to pursue, so I really need to pull my finger out.

Heathrow isn’t the beginning of my travels. I was back at work this past week, Netherlands and back to unload at the 02 for Madonna, and it was good to be back in a truck.

So, Bam and I are off to Asia, and when I come back I should go back to work touring again, and my writing should be more prolific, re: novel writing. I’m using this holiday as a soft reset; coming back refreshed and ready to rock n roll once more.

But first we gotta survive Thailand.

“Bangkok has him now“.

Name that film.