 I think it was on Christmas Eve. All I had was shorts and t-shirts. It was snowing in London. I had enough money for a train to get me halfway home to Southampton. And I got back. So I phoned my old boss up and I said, look, can I have my old job back? And he said, no, but do you fancy working in Russia? We need you out in Russia. I said, yeah, that'd do me.