Apart from my old school friends, I met my other longest standing friend at work. I was 21 she was 18, it was pretty much her first job and I was assigned to show her the ropes, that was almost 50 years ago. She is of Jamaican ethnicity and the first black person I formed a relationship with. She had a pretty hard upbringing which she has overcome and has successfully run her own business for the past 15 years or so. Before that after we left the firm where we were working when we met, she went on to work for a couple of very large international corporations working her way up into managerial roles. We've supported each other through the various stages of life, marriages, break ups, children etc. We have shared interests in genealogy, books, I'm her go to person for recommendations on those, we generally like the same stuff. She's recently found a whole branch of her family she didn't know about through her Ancestry research and she has been excitedly up dating me about all of that when she came to lunch a couple of weeks ago. She always brings me cuttings from her garden or plants, she is a keen and talented gardener, and when we moved turned up with some beautiful David Austin Roses. She's a great mate, very gutsy, life hasn't always been easy for her. She's the one enduring person I've kept up with from my working life, apart from my boss which has been quite easy because I married him!