Moving on has been a regular feature throughout my life going back to my infant years in care and throughout my adult life in the Royal Navy and beyond but it’s never been something I’ve been very good at coping with. Not knowing where I will end up next always leaves me in a void. It’s also always a paradox; I hate saying goodbye so much that when I do have to say it I make it permanent. It’s extremely rare for me to stay in touch with former colleagues. So once again, come the day, I guess I’ll just slip out the door.