Reading Lesley's thread, made me think of all the bosses I've ever had. I guess the worst were a couple who couldn't delegate and at the same time, didn't do the work necessary. Apart from those, I can remember being teased, cuddled, lifted up chair and all and moved elsewhere, praised, trusted and sadly, loved by one (mutual). Anyway, it brought to mind one I had when in my late 20s. He was Mr Jackson, Jacko to others, but never by me. A small, wiry man getting on a bit, who gave me my first step up the ladder in BA. Always pleasant, a treat to work for. When I moved on up a couple of years later, we lost touch (I was in a different location), but I always thought of him fondly. Went to his leaving do and got trashed, but that's another story. What I remember is a small wiry gentleman, who went through a Japanese POW camp and came out the end, minus teeth and skinny as heck, but an obviously tough fellow. He was married to a giant of a woman who I saw every now and then, since she was also employed by BA. Sadly, she died of pancreatic cancer and left Jacko alone, since his daughter was married and off on her own life. I remember meeting Jacko as I came out of the tube station once and we literally bumped into each other. It wasn't long after his wife died, so after the usual small talk, I asked him how he was managing. He took a while to answer, and I wasn't sure I should have brought it up. Then he looked at me with sad eyes and said (you don't always have to use washing up liquid when doing the dishes, do you?. I hugged him and said no, you don't. We went on our way and I must admit to crying a bit. So I've never experienced what Lesley says she is going through. Have you?