Sailing, sailing, over the bright blue sea...

[emilya]

...well, flying. Over the, um, dark black shrouded-in-night Atlantic. Well, that's what I'm up to tomorrow, so I suppose I shan't be updating this for a few days...not until I'm in London in any case.

Sigh. The above was very functional and not very witty. Am I losing my perspicacity? Or is it merely that the plane is leaving in eleven hours and I haven't started packing yet?