On being coached: in the fifth instalment of her coaching diary, Elizabeth Eyre reflects on a good thing coming to an end.

Well, here I am, almost at the end of my coaching with Sean Weafer.

My last face-to-face meeting with the Rebel in a Business Suit was, in fact, my last face-to-face meeting with him (very nearly)--we have a telephone session coming up to check that everything's going to plan and then the final wrap-up meeting in the flesh--and, damn it all, in a strange kind of way I'm going to miss him.

Over the past few months, Sean has become a comforting figure in the background--not someone you would plague with irrelevant phone calls but there if things really do go horribly wrong, to provide words of advice and encouragement. For me, he's become a bit like the teacher …

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