Panic sets in

The inevitable happened today. What if it all goes wrong? What if it takes me ages to find a job? What if I can't find one at all? What if we don't buy Ribery or Benzema?

OK so the last one is not relevant to Canada but it's still worrying. To be honest part of me is pleased that I have got a sense of panic since it should breed urgency when I arrive. Nothing like The Fear when you're job and flathunting.

I booked an extra few nights in the youth hostel so it's good to know I've got a place to call home for a while. I also bought a backpack so I don't have to lug my 10 year old suitcase around. I'm a novice when it comes to backpacks so I've probably bought a complete pup which may or may not fall apart. It does seem to have 5 million pockets which I suppose is good. Now all I need to do is decide what to pack.

I also realised today it's pointless hanging on to any English money whatsoever, so apologies in advance to the bank employee who receives my fistfuls of change tomorrow afternoon. Now I just need to work out the price of a tea and a go at Virtua Tennis at Heathrow Airport.