Everything from my strategic loose change reserve – an incoherent mix of Canadian, British, Maltese, American, Estonian, and Finnish coins – to my tea kettle is now packed. Hopefully, my brain is equally packed with practice QT appropriate knowledge, rather than my account number at a bank I stopped using a decade ago and have never been able to forgot. (This was before they would give me a bank card, so I had to write it out every time.)
My fellow denizens should know that I’ve enjoyed living in their company, and that the shift to Church Walk has much more to do with long term accommodation needs than any dissatisfaction with living in Wadham. Doubtless, I will come around and lurk dangerously once in a while, with collar up and hat brim low.