Two weeks from today I'll be about to land in London and start a new life! How dramatic. This week I did two of my favourite rooms in Melbourne for the last time, the next week is going to be full of more last times of stuff and it feels like the process of saying goodbye is really intensifying now. Once I get on the plane it'll all be over.

Brown Cardigan Video: https://www.instagram.com/reel/DL0tAjytNKf/

I sold my wardrobes on Sunday for $200 which was what I was asking, and honestly more than I thought I was going to get! There's a big wardrobe-sized hole in my room now, and all of my clothes are either on the floor or packed in vacuum-seal bags ready for the move. I had a headache for like two days after I sold the wardrobes, and I thought maybe it was a holdover from being sick last week, but then it could just as well be from the unique stress of knowing that I'm about to pull up the anchor of my life and drift out into the unknown in less than three weeks' time. It could be one of THOSE headaches?

The venue I did my show at in Sydney was owned by this legend of a guy (named Guy) who as it happens, also wrote the music for the hit 90s children's show Blinky Bill. Remember that?! "Good old Blinky Bill!" hahaha.

I'm sick as a dog right now, my voice is fucked and I'm coughing up a storm. Boooo. I hope you're well, all things considered.