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I am in my old office, clearing out on the Saturday before we move.

Exhausted and excited and sore from stress and disturbed sleep.

I am doing that thing you do when you move to a new house, you just throw away the s*** that you’ve collected that you don’t want anymore and keep the stuff of significance.

Trouble is, years ago I decided that all I would keep are things of significance.

There are a few bits here, which are really special.

Here’s a few of them.

1. There is a St Andrew’s cross flag and It sticks to the left-hand side of the dormer window in my office and usually falls off.
   I waved that at the commonwealth games at Hampden when Scotland won a gold medal to a visually impaired athlete called Libby when she won the 100metres. It was me and my three kids, I had taken them to the games in Glasgow and then I stuck the flag on my wall.

2. There is a stone underneath my computer monitor, I have written about that a lot, that is my “white stone”, it is very special.
3. There is a door plate from Kirk Hallam dental practice, which is where I worked when they were sold to a corporate. On reflection those practices were s***holes, but they served me well, I did my apprenticeship there, it will sit in my new office that plaque.
4. There was a paperweight that I was given by the ITI when I finished as communications officer and from leadership team, that is a special one.
5. There are three brass monkeys (see no evil, speak no evil, hear no evil) given to me by my father-in-law on his desk, there is a story about those!
6. There is a toy Aston Martin db5 (James Bond) given to me by Callum for my office.
7. There are medals from stuff that I have done in triathlons, not sure what I am going to do with those.

There are things to keep and things to lose, things which were significant here, which might not be as significant somewhere else.

It is time to look forwards, not forgetting where we have come form, but not letting the past obscure the future.

There is a picture of Tim finishing the Outlaw Half-Triathlon in 2016, crossing the finishing line. Sat behind me on the wall behind my desk, saw every day.

I think that will come with me.

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