I know how much it hurt you, how much it hurt to let me go. I was your baby, the one you had to look after, and then I had to leave. You were a mother, but you were a teacher too and I think it helped to know that by letting me leave, by letting me fly, you were helping me hugely in my career, in my life. Can you imagine how awful I would have been if I had stayed? I was already a mummy's boy, I guess I still am, but I still had that fight in me, that rebellious spirit that made me me. Actually, I think you let me go at just the right time. I was not yet too scared to leave but I was enough of a mummy's boy to write home every week and remember you. Thank you, that's what I'm saying. Thank you for breaking your heart for me, thank you for being able to say goodbye. Without that, I would be unbearable I think. Thank you, thank you, thank you. I don't think I can say it enough. Thank you mum.