I also wish each one of you all success in the years to come. As I leave the stage, rather than singing along with Frost that we have miles to go before sleeping, I would rather echo Tennyson’s brook (read markets) that will surge along irrespective of men (like me or any other) who may come and go.
I shall of course continue to watch the developments from the sidelines. Good bye. 8  BIS central bankers’ speeches