Wow! What a ride! Were I to compare it to a roller coaster, I think I’d have to specifically compare it to the biggest, faster, *turniest* one out there. Such was my experience in creating Normalman’s Fate that I feel like one of those cub scouts trying to drink orange juice on a programme that we’re not allowed to talk about any more! Careful not to lose your woggle! lol.

When John Normalman sprang forth from my mind – fully-formed and definitely not naked – it felt like I had, in a way, turned into a god. Not THE god, not God, not even somebody called Godfrey, but just *some kind* of god. How else could you explain the emergence into the world of such a complex, yet concretely complete character? I’ve wracked my brains almost constantly since then and have yet to find another viable explanation and so I have reluctantly and tentatively assumed the mantle of godhood.

I take this new role rather seriously and so the whole of Normalman’s Fate was crafted meticulously, cautiously and whipped into shape within an inch of its life. Episode 12, however, entered a whole other realm of perfection: quite simply, I had to stick the landing, or the whole *plane* of the Normalman’s Fate Cinematic Universe would come crashing down upon my head, like, quite literally, a mislanded plane.

I’m happy to say that, not only has the plane been landed successfully, but I’m through passport control and I’m impatiently waiting for my taxi to arrive. As I lean, somewhat grumpily, against the luggage trolley, I ask myself (internally): “When will my next metaphorical holiday be, and where and when will I take John Normalman vis-a-vis this holiday location?”

Guys…you’re just going to have to wait and see.