Well this is a much belated post that I told myself I'd write in the immediate days following my resignation from Betfair while I had nothing to do at work. As it turned out though I was flat chat in the following week and since then have been on "garden leave", that is paid to be at home and consequently not that interested in writing blog entries :)
Betfair was the longest I've ever been in a job and was certainly the job I've enjoyed the most in all my career. I think in retrospect that I was very fortunate to get the manager I did who understood precisely how to manage people like me and by and large just let me get on with things. Of course it was also important that some of the most interesting and talented people I've ever had the pleasure to work with were also at Betfair and it was probably that fact that kept me there so long. That said it is time for a change, Betfair has run out challenges for me and after talking about it for seven odd years I've finally decided to go contracting. Part of the delay on that front is that it was non trivial here in the UK to organize my visa such that I was able to contract, but now I have a HSMP visa which allows me to do that there was nothing stopping me. So after a month or so off, I'll be joining most of the ex pats here in London and joining the contract market.
Farewells always seem slightly odd to me, I've never really understood the need for them that well. I'll keep in touch with the people that I want to and for those that I don't want to well I don't really care what they think anyway so a farewell just seems redundant, if you'll pardon the pun :) When I expressed that opinion though to some of the guys at work I was told that the farewell leaving drinks is actually not for me but for others, apparently they still need an excuse to go out and have a few drinks, so not wanting to be a party pooper I'll organise something shortly and see how that ends up.
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