To where an overloaded and poorly maintained Greek Ferry, conveniently registered in Liberia, will predictably mark the start of the holiday season by rolling over and sinking, killing everyone but me. As a consequence I will be hounded by; a) The Press, as the lucky sole survivor, and b) by bloody counselling groups heaving on shovel loads of 'survivor guilt' so they can justify their existence by helping me.
Fortunately I have an Andorran passport in another name and an instantly forgettable face.