That'd be us then ;) Well the 'without everything in place' bit anyway, the rest remains to be seen. BUT NOT IF I CAN BLOODY HELP IT!

I woke up this morning thinking, 'What the hell am I doing? I don't even know what this place we're going to looks like. I must be completely spango to just up my kids from everyone and everything they know, fly them thousands of miles over 'LOST' type islands and tell them 'OK guys, here's our life now, let's get on with it.' What kind of a twatty mother am I? And let's not forget Gary and me, we fit into this equation somewhere too. Are we to become wide brim hat wearing, rosy cheeked,  blistered fingered apple pickers for the rest of our lives? We don't know, we just don't know! WHAT AM I DOING? I AM AN IDIOT!!

Then, I got up, drank tea, fed my kids some unctious goo type cereal they have to eat to keep warm, watched them slump despondently into the car to be transported to their educational facility that they're completely bored with, don't see the point of but accept it as if it's their punishment for being born, thought about Gary heading towards his day sat in front of a computer screen, doing a pointless job with made up responsibilities, making decisions he's paid to make that will later be turned over by his boss making a different one, chasing up enquiries doing his utmost to be within the running for winning a quote only for his boss to decide, 'no can't be bothered with that one, got to go shooting today'. The dogs consoled me as I sat dejectedly on the floor after opening a letter from the local arts authority telling me that my application for funding to keep the young peoples dance group I run going for the next year has been rejected. And now, those kids from one of the worst areas in Nottinghamshire for poverty and socio-economic linked anti-social behaviour will be back out on the streets, causing havoc, nicking cars, getting drunk and a few of them pregnant to boot, instead of being somewhere safe working with me towards being able to express their anger and disappointment in society and family in a positive, guided, objective and focused way.

Apple picking sounds fabulous! I reckon I can cope with the blisters on my fingers but I may have to swap the hat for some shades