Exit - yet again

Events unfurled as they do, and I find myself once again resigning from a job. Not, however, with any trace of unhappiness this time. Odd that, there should be a smidge of unhappyness, and I'd gone most of the way to convincing myself that I would be saddened to be leaving my Lao guys. But on reflection, I'm not. And it's a good thing. The guys have done well, are doing well, and will do extremely well under the tutalage of Paul, and whomever he instates as his Superintendant. It's all good.

So I've two rosters left to go here, which, what with InControl now embedded and seeing high usage, will revolve mainly around handover and wrapping up ICMC compliance loose ends. And the odd piss up as well.

I'm watching Ben Hur. Been a long while. What an epic movie. Someone needs to make a movie this long again, just for the hell of being able to shuffle together lovely long edits. Pace aside, it's a great bit of film.

Vietnam it is, a nickel / copper mine, all underground, with an excellently high mongrel quotient. Hey, howabout that, at one hour fourty one minutes Charlton Heston channels Laurence of Arabia. Biazzare. Anyway, Vietnam, here we come, Hanoi city. All this, and getting married somewhere in between. Gotta be the busiest time of my life so far, and it's been running at the mid-hectic pace for a lotta years. Gotta be the happiest too :-)

HSE Superintendant at this place. Bit of a stretch, to put an understatement out there on the record.

Really looking forward to our wedding on a lot of levels. AWESOME!

I should be asleep. I was asleep. But my head has been bogged with a rotten cold for the last four days, and I woke up fidgeting unable to get back to sleep. So to the blog we go, and blog we shall. That is the fakest beard I've ever seen on that old geezer in the desert there.

I'm going to turn it all off right here and try the fart sack again, see how we go this time. It's hard sleeping on your own, when you've just gotten used to not, again.