Tuesday 18th September 2012: 2.13pm. We were up till 9am talking with Johanna, so feeling a little jagged today, though oddly not as jagged as after staying up talking with Olga till 6am a few weeks ago. Still though, as the penultimate of revisiting the old St. Andrews intensity of experience as I and we say goodbye, probably last night is well fitting and a good peak to exit upon. Though, no doubt, I am feeling my age - I'm no spritely twenty something anymore. Tomorrow is Edinburgh, next the Scottish highlands, then York to see Sarah one last time, Windermere in Cumbria, and finally Manchester. That should complete Megan saying goodbye to all her friends.