So we're well into the festivities that surround leaving a life...after last week's Christies-centric events, tonight we both went out for drinks with David's Tata people. Started at the Gun on the Thames with a few, and then moved on to the North Pole in Canary Wharf with a bigger group. Lots of tears as David was going, such a sympathetic character he is. They did a whip round and got a card for him and all, and the essential boys stayed out quite late...apparently he's nicer to people than I had realized.
Though it's a bit sad to be leaving again, also nice to know we're well-thought-of, or at least liked. I mean, I know I'm awesome, but it's good to be reminded that he is pretty cool as well. As we're now going to spend nine months of uninterrupted time together. Oh, god.
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