Last Day at the Registry

A funny way to end my contract at Land Registration - I took the morning off because I had a doctor's appointment, plus I had to pick up prescriptions over at the Metropolitan Dispensary.

I only had the afternoon, which gave me precisely enough time to QC one book (that's quality control, as in look at every page of an 800-plus-page book of property deeds to make sure everything scanned okay), get 250 pages into the next one, copy down a few final names for my huge list I've kept over the past year-and-a-half (I've always collected names to use when I make up characters), and answer a few questions for the person taking over the property plans who I trained this week.

And of course I talked to my new supervisor, who wanted to go over a few final things before I get there next Monday. And said a few goodbyes, but not too many because I'll be keeping in touch with a lot of them.

It all went by very quickly, and before I knew it I was strolling along the harbour heading for the ferry. It's been a wonderful job, and I've worked with a great team.

But I'm grateful, very grateful to have found this new position at Pensions. At this moment I feel like the end of the "Mary Tyler Moore" opening credits. I'm tossing my hat up into the air, with "You're gonna make it after all" playing in the background.