22:30 Singapore time, 15:30 UK time, 00:30 Brisbane and bodyclock time. Real time journey duration:- 9 hours.

Well nothing really eventful happened on my last day. I had a quick walk up and down the main shopping streets, bought a shed load of aussie crap (because I knew I didn't have to cart it around for very long) and taxied to the airport chatting to a guy who was originally born in Sussex but had been in Oz for 43 years now and was Ozzie through and through, having conveniently 'forgot' his immigrant status.

Checkin shenanigans - painfully familiar. Flight:- usual - perhaps a bit bumpy as we started to fly over sea. And now I'm a seasoned traveller, the 7 and a half hour flight to Singapore was nothing, it breezed by, especially as I'd insisted on an aisle seat so I could get up and come and go as I pleased. The movie selection is a bit poor this time though (unless you like Batman movies) - good motivation to sleep through this next leg of the journey if I possibly can. My poor 'go to sleep at 9pm and get up at 5am' Queensland style bodyclock is struggling seriously though, after all it's way past it's bedtime. The Manchester flight leaves at 23:50 Singapore time and I'm trying to stay awake by sitting under the air conditioning fans and drinking lots of coke. If I wind up falling asleep and getting stranded in Singapore though, I *won't* be pleased...

15 or so real time hours before I'm home in bed...