So, Jamie’s day off. So I leave him to find a suitable hotel and flight in Japan. By lunch time he’d vaguely got up. I went for a run. I was working this morning on various mobile stuff.

He spent the bulk of the day finding a hotel. In the end he choose the one I told him to chose, at least he felt like he was doing something useful. Then I found a flight, from Bristol. Now started the joy of trying to book it. So started on one site that had the cheapest hotel offer, then looking at one of the comparison sites it also did the flight. So then tried to use the same site to book the hotel and flight, no chance it couldn’t find the flight. So then tried to use the same site but different windows to book the flight and hotel. No chance, couldn’t find the flight. So then booked then hotel. Went to a different site to book the flight, which crashed, several times. By this time my stress levels had sky rocketed and I started to get chest pains. Jamie took over before I had a full blown heart attack. Finally in the end it’s all confirmed. So we are off to Tokyo, yey. It’ll be expensive.

I’m now going to take a shower and take it bloody easy as I’m still not breathing right and I have severe chest pain. If I die, mother gets nothing.