London

Well, London. As I throw my London Paper aside in disgust, try and fit three libraries' worth of photocopies into an increasingly recalcitrant suitcase, lay ghosts to rest, chase dust bunnies and pick blu-tack off the walls, I'm afraid I can barely summon a whisper of regret. Still, I am spending my last week in my favourite places with my favourite people, and I'll admit you have your points. I'll be back.

But for now - so long, London. It's been time for a long time, but now it's really time to go. I'll write, with love.