In a nutshell
it struck me that I was passing by the very offices in Milburn House where I took my first tentative steps in bean counting in 1974
Good food and excellent company were the ingredients that made a perfect bake that evening
Now, I’m off for a bike ride, then tai chi class, followed by choir practice, must book the cheviot huts, a spot of swimming (indoors)
It has been a strange week, with fits and starts of tasks that would soon be no longer mine to complete but that was fine because I was ready to lay to rest that thing called work.
Was I ready to say farewell to my BW friends – not really –so it was with some melancholy that I engaged with you this last week.
Friday came, at last, and the morning passed with some trepidation as “presentation time” loomed. Yes I had some nerves, I admit, as I took the long walk down the stairs to the boardroom, but warm words and spirits dissipated those quickly.
Such thoughtful gifts from one and all. Many, many thanks.
And so to the evening.
As I walked down Dean Street towards Babucho’s it struck me that I was passing by the very offices in Milburn House where I took my first tentative steps in bean counting in 1974 and at the bottom of the street was The Guildhall where my bean counting skills were sorely tested. What an uncannily apt place to end my last working day.
Good food and excellent company were the ingredients that made a perfect bake that evening. I feel very thankful to have spent the last three years of my career and the last day with such good people.
So best wishes for the future to you all.
Now, I’m off for a bike ride, then tai chi class, followed by choir practice, must book the cheviot huts, a spot of swimming (indoors), a saxophone lesson oh and of course a touch of baking – where did I find the time to work!
Andrew Robson, 30 March 2019.
(Andrew has kindly agreed to work for BW in a consultancy capacity so the door is always open.)