The final curtain

If last week was the final Q+A, the tonight was the postmortem. Pete, Helen and I went out for dinner together to toast our 11 1/2 years and celebrate/remininisce. A lovely evening, but throughout it all, in my mind at least, an undercurrent of 'will we still be friends without the common bond of the workplace that has kept us all together for so long?"

I bloody hope so, and I certainly intend to ensure that we never drift apart.

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