We are in the mountains, a beautiful blanket of white, and can't wait to get settled. The journey on the Shinkansen took us past picture-perfect Mount Fuji. The plan was for the others to ski whilst I read.

Yes, I can barely believe it myself. Yellow Hare is upping sticks and moving on. I think anyone who has known me for more than five minutes or has worked at Yellow Hare for any length of time will have a grasp of what it means to me.

It was a time when we all thought we knew everyone on the island. It wasn’t true, of course, as much as we believe it to be.