Valedictory notes are usually slightly problematic inasmuch as there will as often have been differences of opinion and attitudes amongst the living as among the dead.
On odd occasions, I have been a little uncertain as to where tight slot and tight rope began and ended, so to speak, as they meandered their way across, figuratively speaking, some abyss akin to Browne Falls in Fiordland, so named in honour of Victor Carlyle Browne, the pioneering aerial photographer.
But permit me please to congratulate you on the forbearance which you have shown through the years both to generations of tube travellers and also to those who frequent these pages. Some of these have, on occasion, been sent into the void permanently; a sometimes satisfactory culmination impossible to achieve with real passengers.
It is of course a grave responsibility to train an acolyte to follow in the steps of the master and it must be axiomatic that he who follows will undertake his responsibilities with an equally steady hand, lightened perhaps from time to time with a judicious sense of humour, qualities inherited from a maestro among moderators.
S.o.S. is most welcome and you will be missed and remembered. The very best of luck in your new occupation where your qualities of patience and control will no doubt be just as demandingly required as they were in a previous life.