movedalot I like the idea of "retiring to" something! I retired when I was 61 (67 tomorrow!) and DH, who retired a few months later said "What I think you need when you retire is a job that isn't a job." And really, that's what happened. We are both involved with organisations in which you can do little or a lot, and have been happily busy when we choose to be - well, mostly when we choose!
The slight downsize (lost a bedroom, gained a double garage!) to move down to Devon has put the icing on the cake.
Anyway, before I started babbling on, all I meant to say was that it was exactly the right time. I remember getting into my car on the last day, driving home and never shedding a tear. It was a job I had absolutely loved, and I thought I would miss it dreadfully. Oh no!