I’ve worked for Quakers for six years, a long time in some places but a blink of an eye for some of the Friends House veterans. From my own point of view, I’ve spent a fifth of my life there. It was sad to say goodbye to colleagues today – they’re more like a family than a workplace in many ways. You often forget how lovely colleagues are until you say goodbye to them. I know that I’ll be in touch with Quaker colleagues again in the future, but it feels like the end of an era.
At the very least, I feel sure I’ll pop back one Friday for the famous ‘whale and chips’, which is modestly named ‘battered haddock’ on the menu.