Parting is such sweet sorrow

Parting company with my bed this morning was particularly difficult after an excellent night out with the team. I realise that at the age of 32 I'm just not built for only 5 hours of sleep anymore - it's going to be a long day. In addition to the tiredness, I also woke up with a tinge of sadness for the first time - last night's celebration dinner was clearly the beginning of the end for me - I've now got 8 days of leaving drinks and goodbyes which I think will be increasingly difficult. Last night also reinforced in my own mind what an excellent bunch the team are, but I am sure our paths will continue to cross in the coming years.