Moving on.

Two days ago I left my job at The Beeches. It was quite strange finishing after a night shift, but I think I’m glad I did. I’ve had a great time there, so I leave a little bit sad, but it’s time to move on to new things.

The move is getting very close indeed, so I’m sitting here while behind me is an empty cardboard box and a pile of books that should be making their way into it - but here I sit instead :-) The heat round here makes it tough to do anything like packing boxes. I’m an Irishman in Scotland, so in no way am I accustomed to thirty degree afternoons.

But anyway…

/goes to pack.