Home time

Last two days in Melbourne and was basically just hanging out with JD. Really cool thing to do to finish off. I have always looked up to Jackie and admired her 'can do', no nonsense attitude. And she's a laugh as well. We've got to know each other so much better. We went phone shopping... for her this time, saw some stunning art at a gallery in the city, especially the Aboriginal paintings, drank and ate. Talked politics, history, relationships and a whole load of nonsense too. We also had lunch with the 'new' relatives. Keith was lovely bloke. His wife Pat was there too, though she wasn't too keen on the food at the Japanese restaurant we'd booked. Hey ho!

But finally, it's time to come back to earth.... As I type I am at Hong Kong... Halfway. More later, as only a brief stop this time.

Hey. That was quick! Now on bus from Heathrow to Reading where Karen and kids will be waiting to collect me. Really excited to see them... And more than ready for a cup of tea and a change of socks. Flights were both fine and hassle free. And now I'm back - journey done.

Except, all that 'me' stuff that I've been pondering in recent days probably needs a line drawn under it... And Michelle's been badgering for conclusions. What I think I HAVE been able to do, which was really what was needed, was just breathe fresh air for a bit and take stock. Sure, there have been amazing distractions along the way. But the one constant has been ... me. I was there throughout. I'm the same bloke who set off, suffering from recent stresses and running away from it all, five weeks ago. I now have a few new tales to tell, and a few more greys to pluck. I am holiday chilled... and after so long away, I bloody well should be! But I think aside from that, I am more at peace with myself than I was a few weeks back.

You know, if there's any conclusion I draw, it's that we are each in control of our own lives. We make the choices and decisions that matter, and drive ourselves forward. Or we don't. Of course we can't prevent stuff like motorbikes breaking down... but that's not what's important. The direction we choose to take, and I don't mean left or right. In recent weeks I've literally been making it all up as I went along, with just a vague plan in mind, and it's been fine to just wing it. In fact, it's been brilliant. I've come to trust my own judgement a bit more.

In my recent life, I've acted with my head screwed on, though I hope also with a mind to the impact my decisions have on others. But I also recognise my choices have been in my own best interests, ultimately. Have I been selfish? Maybe. But I know that I'm a decent, kind and considerate bloke. And I quite like me, and that little adventurous, independent spirit I've rediscovered. I know that I can cope with just about anything. Stay calm and carry on! And my time in Down Under land may be over, but the 'journey' never stops. Moving on and forward. Big open road still ahead with, I've no doubt, a few more devious twists and turns for me. I'm going.... thataway. And I'm going to enjoy the ride.