Guest house garden

It's a sad farewell to Olaf's Guest House in Cape Town, and I'm back in the UK after tedious flight with BA (Bloody Amateurs)- won't be flying with them again if I can help it. In fact, doubt I'll be flying anywhere soon as I now need to get my act together and find a job and somewhere to live. Reality doesn't so much bite as rip my arm off!

Returned to a nice "Welcome Home" card from Gail; she's always so thoughtful!

Ollie at the agency has found me a nice little job to ease me gently back in to the temping scene, but I really need something permanent (and reasonably well-paid) as soon as possible. The sooner I get settled, the sooner I can start planning my next holiday. I've really got a taste for travelling now, and feel absolutely fearless, so who knows where I might end up next time!

In a day or two I hope to give a short review of the wierd and wonderful experiences I have taken from this trip which haven't yet - due to time constraints - been reported.