So, I resigned from my job at the end of February. I think it was a good move considering the trauma of the time, the breakup with S etc, we won’t get into that now. Most of my time during work hours was just a complete disaster, I think they were glad to see me off, being so miserable and depressed and crying. Departure for London was set for beginning of May. I did try changing my flight date just to avoid the awkwardness at the airport with the families and her new girlfriend. But that turned out to be a…