All packed!

Thats right folks.

All my stuff is right now sitting in boxes ready to take the train to Adelaide.

After packing till 4 in the morning and waking to THE BIGGEST headache i have ever had.

And waiting for 2 hours more than i should have

A cheerful man (Ex air force defense, i think he was an 84 mm gunner, a tough breed they are) from King and Wilson's removalists came and took all my stuff away.

Go West! my possessions seemed to sing as the truck drove away,

Go West indeed, I've always thought some of those objects were a little too cheerful for their own good...

(Go West) Sun in wintertime
(Go West) We will do just fine
(Go West) Where the skies are blue
(Go West) this is what we're gonna do

There where the air is free
We'll be (We'll be) what we want to be (Aah aah aah aah)
Now if we make a stand (Aah)
We'll find (We'll find) our promised land (Aah)

(I know that) There are many ways
(To live there) In the sun or shade
(Together) We will find a place
(To settle) Where there's so much space

(Without rush) And the pace back east
(The hustling) Rustling just to feed
(I know I'm) Ready to leave too
(So that's what) We are gonna do

(What we're gonna do is
Go West) Life is peaceful there
(Go West) There in the open air
(Go West) Where the skies are blue
(Go West) This is what we're gonna do