Saying goodbye to London has been one of the hardest things I have ever done – leaving a good job, packing up my flat to be rented, trying to see people to have one more chat/hug/tear together, giving away things and having the mother of all de-cluttering sessions (which lasted for weeks and still I had too much stuff!), trying to arrange things at the Globetrotters Club so that things continued on seamlessly, and in the midst of this my father died very suddenly necessitating a quick trip back to Oz. It has been a very difficult few months and I already miss the people and the place. For all the years I lived there I missed Australia and my friends and family and now I will be missing the UK connection – a life with two homes of my heart. I could not have done all this without the help of my UK friends (you know who you are!) and the support of my friends & family in Oz.