He moves in mysterious ways

After my self indulged postings about insecurity and loneliness, what happens?

Friends, like coconuts (yes and equally heavy and hairy!), fall from the sky with open arms, friendly shoulders and the kindest words. All unsolicited.

The hug I very much needed, and genuine disappointment of my leaving, the pledges to stay in touch, the "just a word on the side".

I shall miss the Welshman, The Kebab Mafia, The Outback regulars, and the Swedish Aussies because they give me the strength to go on each day. Kiitos ystava.