2 months off Warwick and I may have cracked the habit
It's been 2 months since I left Warwick for good, and that's by far the longest I've spent away from the place since I started. Goodness. The withdrawal symptoms are fading: fewer cold sweats and less shaking, limited it down to checking the blogs a few times a day at first, then a few times a week, and best of all – no more nightmares about the humanities building lifts… progress indeed! Who said it was hard to give up Warwick? Smokers take heed.
Only kidding. My Warwick diary is still telling me where to go, who to meet, and what to do every day. Phew!