7 days was all she wrote…

A kind of ultimatum note…

Well, not really. It’s just that everytime I hear the words ’seven’ and ‘days’ flung together, I think of the Sting song of the same name.

Seven days will quickly go
The fact remains, I love her so
Seven days So many ways
But I can’t run away
I can’t run away

Monday, I could wait till
TuesdayIf I make up my mind
Wedn’sday would be fine
Thursday’s on my mind
Friday’d give me time
Saturday could wait
But Sunday’d be too late

Do I have to tell a story of a thousand rainy days since we first met?
It’s a big enough umbrella but it’s always me that ends up Getting wet.
Yeah, Yeah.

Random snippet, I know, but it’s a great song…

So yeah, where was I? Yes, leaving. In, ahem, 7 days!

San Francisco should be great, 4 nights there, checking out Golden Gate, Napa wine country, generally just doing the touristy thing and shopping up a storm…

Then it’s London. Sweet. So it’s goodbye Connell Wagner, so long New Zealand, see ya next time Auckland City Elim, or as we are to be known now, Elim Christian Centre – City Campus.

I pointed out to someone at church the other day that we go to E.C.C.C.C. Haha! Churches are really good at TLA’s (three letter acronyms, ie CCC, ACC, CLC, ok ok it’s really CLCA – but you get my point)… but I think we’ve got them all covered…

So yeah, blighty here we come. And as they say…

So long, and thanks for all the fish.