An epic trip to London yesterday to flog the remainder of the books, which saw me carrying a rucksack, a luggage trolley and another bag all the way across the Underground, and also saw me experiencing an unexpected nosebleed at Notting Hill Gate. Nevertheless, it all went well, I was able to meet up with my friend Claire, and a good day was had. Now, I’ve only got the Gollancz party on Thursday between myself and D-day, which means it’s time to start packing, sorting and organising like there’s no tomorrow. It’s going to feel a little insurmountable for a while, plus I’m determined to try and get most of it done by Friday, because I do not want my usual experience of leaving things to the last minute and sprinting around like a headless chicken. I do, however, know that I’m doing the right thing, and I think I’ve got to the point where I’m looking forward to this chunk of the process being over. At the least, thanks to my exchange-voucher related shennanigans yesterday, I’m not exactly going to be short of things to watch, having obtained a massive selection of DVDs that I’ve been quite keen to obtain for a while.

Lots to do. And not quite enough time to do it all in…