Friday, July 18, 2008
My Final Farewell
Well what a day it had been and by 4.30pm it was time to go down to the boardroom for my final departure. It was all so surreal, it was as if it was for someone else until Paul started the speeches, and then it all go a bit much. Standing there thinking all the things I had done, and the times we had all had, to the point I couldn't remember anything I wanted to say when it was my turn, well I guess that is what happens.
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