Countdown

I had a crazy idea.  My job was coming to an end, and not being one of life's great risk takers, my first priority, possibly, should have been to find a new job.  But no, this was an opportunity, a now or never opportunity to fulfill a dream.  Not strictly speaking never, but certainly until my retirement, many moons away.

Before I knew it, I had booked my tickets, and booked my flights.  I was going to see England contest the Ashes Down Under.  

This blog will provide a record of my trip, as with advancing age I am bound to forget much of what I do*.

17 days to go and counting....

*unrelated to alcohol intake