Goodbyes

So it's been a week of goodbyes. Last Friday I rolled into work to find that my colleagues had decorated my desk with Australiana.  I was far more touched to receive an akubra hat - complete with corks - than I thought possible.  In a  bizarre way will miss the place I've spent the last year planning to escape from, if only for the people and the occasional entertaining crazy you get calling through.

That evening it was goodbye to the wider family as our Rosie had organised a going away bash.  Later on Bob said goodbye to his dignity when, more than a couple of drinks to the good, he punched a wall, breaking his hand - the silly twat.

On Tuesday I said goodbye to Ms Myers, my best friend who doesn't need to shave.  She teared up once or twice, but didn't actually cry.  I felt cheated and contemplated kicking her in the shin to push her over the edge.  I warned her I expected her to achieve great things in my absence.  She said she hopes to continue with her current diet.  I can't help but feel that she's set the bar rather low.

On Wednesday Bob's family were holding a do, so it was goodbye to the adopted family.  I was pleased I got to see Lindrew and Sunley before I left.  There was also some feller called Max there, who I've never seen before in me life.  But he seemed okay, so it was goodbbye to him an' all.

On Friday it was goodbye to me mam and me sisters who I will miss like crazy.  It was also goodbye to various other little things like North Road in Durham that I which I wont.

And finally it was goodbye to my Grandma Domigan, who passed away on Friday night.  I don't want to go that far into it on here, except that she was very loved and I'm glad that she's now at peace.

And now I'm sat on a typically pissy horrible bank holiday weekend morning waiting for me lift to airport.  Will next post from Sydney

Love and fishes 

Dave