Monday, 27 November 2017

Anniversaries ...

Strange how dates stick in the mind ...

Well eight years ago, that was a strange day ...

It seemed like a very long day, a long while coming, and on the day it seemed to pass very slowly indeed. Lots of friends popped in, genuine ones made over the years.

The phone was ringing constantly, text messages. Visitors, without appointments who made bizarre excuses to come and see me. The cards with such nice messages from peoples lives you had touched. and gifts which you just did not expect, at all.

One colleague, who crossed London to give me a bottle of Champagne, which SWMBO and me enjoyed one afternoon on tsougria beach with a picnic, whilst junior splashed around, and was up and down the beach bringing me anything, and everything from the shoreline that was of interest ...

We did get to tell her that story last year, she is one of the best ...

A glass or two of the Bubbly stuff - well why not. I like the sound of popping corks. Some cakes and a hypocritical visit from the boss (Quite the nastiest piece of work, I had met in my working life)

I took the team out for a leisurely, and expensive lunch, at a restaurant in Borough market.

Tasted even better knowing, the boss had tried to prevent it, but Ioannis won the day. Its good to know the good people, and to get to reward the nice people ...

Yes I did buy that lobster for the young lady, who had been treated so badly and asked if it was like a prawn. It was her last day and she had been badly let down. She was still working away trying to do things for the boss.

I did also pull the cable out of her PC, and empty her inbox into a black bag, and throw it in the confidential waste - She said 'I still have this to do for ... before I go' ...

Bless her, she did not quite get it, our serial numbers were deleted from the IT system at 5pm, and she was still there ...

Read the farewell e-mails, emptied the drawers, switched off and put the laptop away, sent off a very expensive claim to the hypocrite for lunch, Handed in the keys and the security pass, and left the house ...

That was it after 31 years, and a lot has happened since then ...

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