There comes a time in a young chap's life - come on Beattie, you know what I mean - when the parting of the ways become unavoidable.
Like Peter and Jordan.
Romeo and Julian.
The Lone Ranger and Tonto and Jay Silverheels.
The Marching Band of the Coldstream Guards.
Gerry and the Lacemakers.
The Cheeky Girls and Limbo O'Piky.
Freeman, Hardy & Willis.
Steve'n'Spielberg.
Lulu.
And so it comes to that point at which Dicky is departing the good ship UNSIONTM in order to pursue his dreams with Mellifluous, his Lady Luck.
I can almost imagine him now, sat at a table of hard-bitten card-sharps, as he trumps away until he's the only one left.
There will always be a place here for Dicky.
But sadly, not a job.
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