THIS week may have seen the PM trigger that infernal Article 50, but another momentous event is taking place, writes Shuiab Khan.

Today marks the final day for staff at ‘Telegraph Towers’ or, to give it its proper name, Newspaper House.

As you may well know, our building was sold at auction some months ago and staff will be making the switch to new offices today.

So for me this is the final column to be written from this desk in this very building.

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The new home will be in Church Street above what was formerly the Rovers store – still in the heart of the town centre.

I have been at Newspaper House for 15 years and started at a time when they had a team who stood at boards to cut and paste the journalists’ copy (stories) onto special sheets. These pages were scanned for printing plates to be made and produced in either colour or mono.

On the first day I was introduced to desk-mates Roger Kimm and Ros Train.

All four floors were occupied by marketing, production, advertising and editorial departments. They even had a smoking room for the first few years. When they got rid of it I quit the dreaded cigarettes – standing outside just didn’t have the same appeal.

The building was home to several of the great newspaper men and women of their era and I will mention them by surname.

I’m sure I’ve missed a few, as my memory (and colleague Frank Turner’s) is not what it used to be.

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We’ve had the likes of Nunn, Simpson, Young, Butterfield, Baldwin, Brown, Train, Kimm, Bogle, Boderke, Fleming, Booth, Ellis, Preston, Franzke, Johnson, Singleton, Turner, Templeton, Napier, Holland, Wiggins, Asquith, Cheesbrough, Hoy, S Ward, P Ward, D Ward, I Ward, Ashwell, Horne, Lawrence, Lord, Higgerson, Broom, Adcroft, Duckett, Leaver, Pate, Cook, Rumney, Burdett, Allin, Heavey, Marshall, Lamb Nixon, Cockerton, Bramwell, Walker, Plunkett, Walton, McIlroy, McNee and Pharo.

I sit near to the spot where the great sports reporter Peter White penned some of his memorable Rovers pieces.

As the doors close I am reminded of many defining moments in the life of the newspapers that were published within these walls.

But I shall end with the glorious sight that was much-loved Telegraph ‘character’ Gordon sitting on an upturned crate on a hot summer’s day awaiting the delivery of the new edition.