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Sometimes all we want to do is get away from it all. You know the feeling – if you’re in work, you want to go home, if you’re at home, you want to go out, when you’re out, you wish you were somewhere more interesting than where you are now. It’s always a case of “grass is greener”, but the other side always has another side, I find.

I have personally been feeling the need to get away – I travel a lot, and always did. When I was young, I used to fly 3 times a year, mostly thanks to my parents, since 5-9yr olds don’t really jetset. It was always the UK, Australia, Singapore at very least. So you can imagine, since I haven’t had a day of leave since February, that I’m having withdrawal symptoms, and I’m desperately looking forward to getting away.

Now, don’t get me wrong. I love KL, despite the fact that people who watch my shows sometimes think I come across as horribly un-patriotic, since I bi*ch about everything from our local car to our oh-so-honest local politicians and law makers. Of course, those who know me will realise I only say what I think, and what I think is that we have a country and people who need not be afraid of criticism and open debate – I don’t always think I’m right – I just like to have the rights to be wrong.

Still, although I love KL and wouldn’t want to live anywhere else (for those of you who long to be somewhere overseas, trust me – the grass is NOT greener), I still find myself imagining on wet mornings in my car with the air con up that I’m in Melbourne, or London (very high air-con, very wet morning, very tired me – likening KL to central London is a stretch for anyone’s Imagination – mostly because KL doesn’t have enough Asians to be London!).

And so it is that I am very much looking forward to my (working) trip abroad. It may be tough, filming and broadcasting from the other side of the world, but we’ll manage – and hopefully squeeze in some fun, a lot of shopping, and at least one anxiety attack over how to fit 12 square metres of stuff into a suitcase in 1 hour.

And ladies and gentlemen in London, shout out – and I’ll say hello in person (I know, I know, the sod who never bother to tell people when he comes up is coming – so here come the warnings).

Will Q

There have been complaints about my lack of postings, so I apologise to all those hopefuls who log on repeatedly looking for more content – I know how frustrating it is – and will set things right by blogging now. Happy? :)

The digital age is upon us. I should know, I’ve been swept up in it’s righteous passage and carried along kicking and screaming (in style and comfort of course, and with minimal effort) in it’s wake. I’ve always been one of those people who didn’t want to be saddled with a palm, thinking it was silly to electronically jot everything down on a little machine. Hundreds of loose scraps of paper and many missed apointments later, I’ve begun to see the virtue in the handy little device. In fact, technologically speaking, I’ve become something of a convert. I always thought desktops were the best, but I’m writing this now on a laptop that barely outweighs my old mouse and keyboard combined, I made the switch from “handphone” to “uber-life changing-mech-teched-out” phone some time back, and now, I’ve gotten myself not a palm, but a Pocket PC. A really nifty O2 one at that. It’s beautiful, although for the first day I couldn’t stop wiping the screen to get rid of any trace of dust, sirt, grime, etc (I have since installed a handy screen protecting layer that is invisible, so I’m taking the shop’s word for it, and a leather case that hooks on my belt and makes me feel like a very advanced Wild West gunslinger. This town ain’t big enough for the both of us… so let me make an apointment for a meeting with my real estate agent and surf the net wirelessly for new places for you to go on the count of three…). I have since moved on, and now use it daily to do other things, like jot down all my meetings, send e-mails and make phone calls, which seems like the lowest on the list of cool things to do with it, to be honest.

I have actually started looking for more apointments just so I can add them in to the list! Sad – my life is being ruled, and damn I like. And let’s not even discuss the joy of mobile solitaire, especially when you’re waiting and bored. So much for a pack of cards (which actually weighs about the same, but never mind). Still, I’m thoroughly enjoying this gadget, although I haven’t mustered up the courage to blog on it yet (it’s a tiny keyboard, and I’m still getting used to stylus typing). One day, though, one day. If you can afford one, go get it. It’s fab.

Now all I need is that flying car…

Will Q