Most people that know me will recognise that I’m the one that would rather politely slip out of the door than have to say goodbye. It’s not that I’m trying to be rude and I recognise it as a fault, I just really hate to say goodbye to people that I care about. It definitely wrecks the whole stiff upper lip British thing I have going on, and whilst trying much harder, I’m still not one to say how I feel so crying at a goodbye is way too much of a giveaway. I had two goodbyes in Tokyo this week where a tear was quietly shed once the train had departed. Neither will be permanent, I’m positive. They don’t get any easier.


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