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Last updated: Thu, 05 May 2005 12:01:00 GMT

Detrimental decrement.

One of the young turks is leaving. This depresses me -- which I express as anger -- for three reasons.

Firstly, I'll miss him. I counted him as a friend, and we seemed to know each other without effort, in a rare way.

Secondly, he was part of my plans for the immediate future, in that I needed his help and expertise on a project I really wanted to start and finish before I think of leaving.

Thirdly, I really thought I'd leave first, and his leaving makes me feel like I'll look up in another five years' time and find that I've wasted my life working for and with a succession of people I just don't get.