An Irish woman, about my age, who had been doing the job for 12 years is a digital something in Australia now. Looks like some kind of low-paying freelance writing thing.

It's amazing how much can change in two years. When I left, all of these people were working there. And they'd been working there longer than I had been.

Here's a gay Indian guy who moved back to his native Zimbabwe.

Here's another guy who just talks endlessly about "growing his business". His business is writing transcripts. He can't use this machine. He's just typing. I refuse to believe that he's getting any business whatsoever. He also wrote two self-published books.

These last two guys actually quit before I did. And I remember seeing this business-growing guy always posting shit on the Guardian website. Comments in line with the Guardian's political views.

But yeah, it's all gone. Nobody is working at that place any more. They've all either found other jobs or, quite possibly, killed themselves.

There were like 20 regulars there. Doing a highly skilled job. A lot of old timers just hanging on, trying to make it to retirement. They saw all of these companies close. They saw the jobs all go away. And then finally this job was the last one.

It's a sad end. People had pride in the work. And then it's just "I guess I'll be a digital editor". There's no pride in that.