We're all going on a Summer holiday...

...well, I am.

Tomorrow, at approximately 1500 hours (BST), I'll be dragged, kicking and screaming, all the way to Manchester airport where, at approximately 1700 hours, I'll be forced to board a plane to Malta.

At approixmately 0100 hours on the morning of Wednesday 23rd, I'll touch down in Manchester and be home.

In all seriousness, though, I'm looking forward to it... well, I'm looking forward to adding one more country to my tally, I'm looking forward to the History, and I'm looking forward to not having to be up at 7am every day for 9 hours of exhausting work. What I'm not looking forward to, however, is the heat. On Friday, the lowest temperature is predicted to be 25C... in the middle of the night. I don't even want to contemplate thinking about how hot it'll be during the day. Oh, and I'm slightly pissed that I'll miss E3!! Powers, I hope that Malta has a lot of intarweb cafes.

Anyway, the brightest ones amongst you will have realised that I'm not going to be here for a week. Just to explain it to the not-so-bright - I'm not going to be here for a week. Play nicely, you hear?

Toodlepip.