So I quit my job and finished up on 28 February. Done. Woo-hoo. My days as the Software Architect equivalent of a Leonard Cohen LP are done...at least for the time being. Best that I say as little as that about my previous employer as Father Time and the Market will deliver the ultimate judgement. Most of the month of March was spent in Australia. I'd travelled there to spend some quality time with my parents and to visit a good mate and all round top bloke who is fighting MND.
Zoe took a voluntary redundancy from her job as a local government Neighbourhood Manager in East London. She finished up on 25 March with mixed feelings. It was her graduate job so moving on represented a milestone. And she'll move on to bigger and better things, 100% guaranteed.
We spent five days at Oxwich in The Gower in late March. Plenty of walking, sleeping, eating and a bit of drinking was the order of the day. If you ever get a chance, do yourself a favour and get down there. It's a wonderful part of the UK.
Upon our return to London, we spent five days packing up the flat and shifting our gear before handing over the keys to a Canadian-Swiss couple who we were lucky enough to get to let Deptford HQ for a couple of months. So, we are now both unemployed and (technically) homeless, squatting for the next week at Zoe's parents' lovely house at Wanstead as we count down the days to our departure to Durban on 14 April.
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