Anyone who's actually read my blog (and I know there are a few of you - well, at least two) will know I've been out in Africa for the last couple of years. The project I've been working on is nearing its end and I'm facing the prospect of going back to London. Oh, I'm looking forward to it no doubt about that. It's time. But I'm starting to realise that returning to what I call home is likely to be as big a change as moving out to Kenya was just over two years ago.
I rented out my London flat while I've been here, and it's not going to be available until late next year. I also won't have any work lined up. Initially I'll be moving back in with my mother until I get things sorted out ...and my girlfriend split up with me a couple of weeks ago.
So, to recap: Single, homeless, jobless, and living with my mum.
Anybody want to date me?
