I thought that something somewhat nostalgia-enhancing was in order, even if your own experience of early morning London is probably for the most part through pretty knackered post-club eyes (see page 100 for the Raver’s Eye View of the world after Fabric).
I will miss your presence on such mornings (and indeed on the nights which will proceed [sic] them) terribly, but I’m really happy for you and for Pook too.
Best of Luck in this new venture.
I hope it won’t be too long till I see you again.
Lots of Love,