I bet you are wondering where I got to last night.

Well actually at the time I normally blog I was asleep in the back of Caliburn in a layby somewhere between Troyes and Chalons-sur-Marne. And right now I'm in Expo, my apartment in Brussels. I've had to rush back here as a matter of urgency as there are a couple of things that need my urgent attention and I can also combine these with doing a few more things that have to be done.

But back in Brussels I was almost run down on a zebra crossing as soon as I got out of Caliburn, and then I was involved in the Great Brussels paperchase - finding that my Brussels id card is out of date and not accepted in the bank, but my driving licence, issued on the same day and with the same photograph, is accepted.

And then being stuck in the Brussels rush-hour traffic that I had forgotten all about for hours, watching a motorist deliberately ram her old and rusting Opel into someone's big and spanking-new BMW. To think that I used to work amongst this for 10 years.

And then finally getting back here (having done first everything that was important just in case I was overwhelmed by the excitement of it all) and walking right into the middle of a raging controversy - I am not glad to be back and I can't wait for Friday night when I can come home. I've only been here 2 hoiurs and I'm fed up already.