Leave 'em all behind
Wednesday was my very last day at work for Southampton. No opportunity to play Solitaire or draw moustaches on the manager photos. Instead I was running around like poultry post guillotine organising a seminar and doing last minute jobs. Lunch was a cosy affair with a handful of kind souls to share my last supper – no Judas’ allowed. The half-expected presentation came later in the afternoon with a few more faces and was presented with dolphin themed gifts (existing Uni of Southampton logo) and cash. Had the rest of the week off and ventured down to Brighton to find a flat to rent and arrange my single-bed halls of residence (East Slope, pictured right) in preparation for next week’s new job. The first place we viewed seemed to fit the bill instantly with perfect location, a good price and a friendly landlord. We cancelled the other viewings and secured our rent. The halls room which I had booked for two weeks was a nicotine-stench of a pit. Two weeks there just felt like 2 weeks to...