BBC Documentary filming outside my farewell party at Smith's of Smithfields - Photo © Evan Wheatley 2009

WOW! What a crazy 48 hours... It's so difficult to describe, such a surreal world that is completely new to me on so many levels. My emotions elevated to new heights, a workload to match, and my mind racing at speeds I never thought possible.

So after receiving the call the other night, I had to get moving on the packing front, with the shipping company due at 7:30am the stress of compartmentalizing my life had set in. Along with rushing to get the phone call video out I obviously had to make calls to mum, dad and the rest of the family.

Having taken care of the relational duties and the majority of packing done I hit the sack somewhere around 5:30 am. I thought I'd have troubles sleeping with an anxiety over journalists calling in odd hours that coupled with my articulation being limited in the best of times how would I come across to the media! Luckily the next call I would receive was from the shipping company sometime around 8:30am.

Top 50 finalists: Sarah, Myself & Jackie - Photo © James Hill 2009

With the majority of my possessions en-route to the lucky country it was time to hit the office for my last day of work. I reluctantly walked to work in a clouded daze of tired-excitement, overly cautious to on-coming traffic as my mind is extremely susceptible to day-dreaming in times like this.

After the congratulatory rounds at work, I realised that my emotions and fatigue weren't to be conducive to productivity, I decided to postpone my final day of work in favour of sleep and finalising the details of my farewell bash.

Friends: Tiff & Yemi - Photo © James Hill 2009

The BBC documentary crew had failed to attain filming permission at Smith's of Smithfields (location of my farewell party) their first request of me was to move my farewell party to a new location with less than 4 hours notice, rightly I declined this request and suggested they compromise with shooting out the front of Smith's, with me ducking inside every now and then to rotate the friends that would support me on camera.

With the interview over it was time to get back to the act of fare-welling. Having knocked back a few coopers my even more relaxed Aussie temperament came out to shine, allowing me to causally catch up with the many friends London has afforded me. From my point of view it was a fantastic display of support, that I will cherish in my memories and some-what blurred photographs (the camera was passed around the crowd with varying levels of competency ;-).

Many thanks to all of you who attended, I'm honoured to have you in my life and will undoubtedly keep you all posted on the exciting times to come.

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