Well with just six and a half working days to go before the
long Christmas break, it’s time to relax and chill out a little. I mentioned it
somewhere – on the Beer & Pubs Forum, now I think about it, that the past
fortnight had been pretty intense on the work front, with two back-to-back
audits to contend with.
We’d been expecting one of these audits, and in fact
actually welcomed it when a date was proposed. This was despite the event
clashing with our works' Christmas buffet. I won’t go into too much detail, but a
little background information might help to emphasise the importance of this
audit.
My company manufactures dental materials. These are classed as Medical Devices, primarily
because fillings, used to repair a partially decayed tooth, tend to remain in
the body for a substantial amount of time. The same applies to dental cements,
used to secure crowns and bridges in place.
All our products carry a CE Mark, which enables them
to be exported and sold all over the world. To obtain this accreditation we
have to be assessed by a “notified body”, who are in effect organisations with
the wherewithal to inspect and verify that companies like ours, conform to
internationally recognised standards. In our case, that standard is ISO 13485,
which covers Medical Devices.
Back in February, our NB gave just four weeks notice that
they were withdrawing support for Medical Devices; a move which left dozens of
companies, like us, without cover. Fortunately the UK Medicines
and Healthcare products Regulatory Agency (MHRA), which is the government
agency responsible for regulating all medicines and medical devices, stepped in
and threw us a lifeline, by endorsing our continued CE accreditation.

As alluded to earlier, we jumped at this offer, despite it
clashing with our Friday afternoon Christmas bun-feast. Preparations for what
we knew would be an intensive process, were well underway when who should turn
up, un-announced on the Wednesday, but two auditors, from a different NB, who’d
come to conduct an audit on behalf of one of our European
customers.
We had no choice but to let them in to conduct their
investigation, even though our QA and regulatory resource were already heavily
involved preparing for our all important “re-certification audit” at the end of
the week.

Our staff Christmas “do” took place at the Greyhound in
Charcott, just over ten minutes walk away from the factory. It was a buffet
affair, and the pub put on a really good spread for us. The event was in full
swing when a colleague and I arrived shortly after 2.30pm, having been “excused” by the auditors. Fortunately
there was still plenty of food remaining, and the home-made sausage rolls, plus
hot scotch eggs, with runny yolks, were particularly enjoyable.

I deliberately asked for two pints of Leveson Buck, which
still didn’t prevent the barman’s rather
silly, schoolboy quip of, “I thought you were going to ask for two Titseys!” as
he pulled up a couple of pints for us late arrivals. There were shades here
of last month’s great Shifnall mix-up, which occurred over what constitutes a
pint of bitter

The 4.5% Oatmeal Stout, from the Three Legs Brewing Co, was
the best of the cask beers I tried that afternoon, although perhaps a little heavy for a lengthy
session. Back in February, Retired Martin
and I called in at the brewery tap, which is situated on the edge of the
village of Broad Oak, to the west of Rye. This was the first time since our
visit that I’ve seen Three Legs beers on sale, anywhere.

This year was the first time our Christmas party has not
involved a sit-down meal. There was a feeling that the less formal approach of
a help-yourself buffet worked well, as it allowed people to mingle and socialise.
As in previous years, the company paid for the food and ran a tab behind the
bar. There was though, the strict proviso of no shots!
I left just before 8pm,
walking back across the former Penshurst airfield, to the station,
and the train home to Tonbridge. Despite the late start, it was an enjoyable Christmas “do,”
and it was good for us to be supporting a local, family-owned enterprise.
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