My colleague Michael retired today, after 47 years service to the company. 47 years !!! It is amazing to think that his first day was way back in the 60’s, when I was nearly 10, short trousers and all. He assures me that he never actually met Mr Edward Stanley Gibbons, who started the company in 1856. But in my opinion, it’s a remarkable achievement and is something that will become even rarer as the years go by.
Of course, for Michael is a bit of a double edged sword. He’s retiring, no doubt with a handsome pension and all the free time in the world. On the other hand, his wife also works here, and although they don’t sit side by side, they are only feet apart in the same office, so that will be a big change for both of them.
He will have a lot more time to pursue his own interests, though being a philatelist, he’s really been paid to do that for nearly five decades, but he won’t have the company of all his colleagues, and we would like to think, friends. I have a strange feeling that we will miss his expertise and vast knowledge far more than he will miss our bad jokes and puerile (to him)questions about stamps.
So whilst it is a sad day for us and the company, it is a happy day for Michael, and one to which he has been looking forward for some time. I really hope he enjoys his retirement, stays healthy and manages to keep himself out of trouble. He has promised to pop back to see us from time to time, and I know he has a place booked for the Christmas dinner, so we will be able to keep an eye on him.
Have a brilliant retirement Michael, heaven knows that you have earned it, don’t be a stranger and please excuse us if we need to pick your invaluable brains from time to time.
So we removed the new software and the site stabilised somewhat, although it did still go down several times again today. As our support agreement with the developers doesn’t cover us 24-7 the team are taking turns to check the site throughout the night and do the necessary if it falters again.
This is really going to be short. The new software launch, the software we so carefully tested, preened, polished and cossetted, died a spectacular and explosive death today, taking the main site with it as it sank below the waves.
You know the feeling, you’ve had a great weekend, you’re rested, fresh and ready to face the new week, then wham, it all turns into an episode from Tales of the Unexpected. So it was today, the usual mountain of weekend orders to process, the usual banal questions from people who should know better, but we’re on top of it all, plain sailing and not a cloud in sight.
So having failed to make the trip to Ringwood yesterday, purely because I got a bit lost in Broadstone, I was determined to try again today. That old saying about ‘if at first you don’t succeed, try, try and try again’ is pretty good advice. If you try and fail, and never try again, you will miss out on the elation of success.
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