As The Chairman of the Board himself would say "and now the end is here, and so I face the final curtain..." as, yes, you've guessed it from my oh so subtle intro, I'm leaving good old Insurance Age.
Guess you are looking for me to dish the dirt, let you in on all the juicy little tit bits I've heard, and even more hilarious things goings on I have witnessed in the insurance world during the past two, almost three years, here at Incisive. Well, sorry to disappoint, but my lips are well and truly sealed, well almost. What I can tell you is that I have had an absolute ball, met some truly lovely insurers, brokers and PRs, as well as some not-so-lovely ones - you all know who they are I'm sure.
My friends laughed when I said I was starting a career in insurance journalism, as I'm sure some of yours did when you said you were entering the industry, but I say this, without tongue in cheek, it has been genuinely interesting and always entertaining.
I've had the pleasure of working on some cracking stories and love the way that everyone knows everyone in this business, you can't keep a secret for long, which is like nectar for us hacks.
To quote Old Blue Eyes again, during my time here "I've lived a life that's full, I travelled each and every highway", jetting off to Budapest with RBSI to experience life in the fast lane at the F1 Hungaroring, whizzing round a racetrack in a host of expensive supercars with RSA, clay pigeon shooting on a boat on the Thames with Aviva, as well as a host of wonderful dinners, lunches, parties and cocktail making and drinking, too numerous to mention. You guys know how to parrrtaaay!
Now that brings me nicely to "regrets, I've had a few", which centre mainly around the damage I have done to my liver with all this "networking", "but then again too few to mention", after all it has been fun.
"To think I did all that. And may I say not in a shy way (as if!). Oh no, oh no, not me", all together now... "I did it mmmyyy wwwaaayyy..."
Thank you and goodnight.