I am sorry, you know. Sorry that I couldn't see how much you needed to stop. Sorry that I couldn't afford you the same care and understanding that you afforded me. Sorry that I was a pain in the bum. It's hardly surprising when you consider the fact that I had no idea what was going on for you and when you consider the type of work that we were doing, the constantly moving goalposts and the insanely abrupt nature of the ending, but that doesn't mean I can't still be sorry.