Some goodbyes

Had a little leaving party at home last night for family and a few friends. It was lovely and sad at the same time.

There was a rum punch, some lovely and thoughtful presents and cards, and some really heartfelt goodbyes.

My brother's was my favourite though 'if it's shit Em, I'll just come and get you'. I think that's how I have to think about it from now on, if I hate it I'll just come home. But I won't hate it, I'm pretty sure.