Today I will make the final payment to HSBC in Dubai and after five years of worry, stress and bullshit I will be free. Just 9 months ago I was in a police cell in Dubai, wondering how I was ever going to be rid of the horrible debt I'd stupidly and naively got myself into, but I guess it did me a favour ultimately. I had no choice but to accept the new payment terms imposed on me, so I signed the security cheque through the bars and was let out to go on my merry way. As ever, there were dodgy moments when I thought I'd screw things up again, but I kept going and have got myself over that finish line.

Oh, sweet relief! I'm actually lost for words for once. And also very, very tired.