A Yorkshire Evening Post columnist has penned a farewell to the paper’s “ugly, quirky and distinctive” office as journalists get set to move to a new base.
The newspaper’s office on Wellington Street, Leeds, shared with daily stablemate the Yorkshire Post, will close its doors for the last time today.
From next week, the two Johnston Press titles will be produced from a new, modern office at No 1 Leeds, Whitehall Road, which unlike the current newsroom, will have windows.
But in spite of its reputation as a monument to architectural brutalism, YEP columnist Jayne Dawson admitted she will miss the place where she has worked for the past 20 years.
She wrote: “There are those who have always hated the Yorkshire Evening Post’s home on Wellington Street, but I am not one of them.
“It’s ugly, I’ll give you that. But ugly things are lovable too. My cat wouldn’t win any beauty contests, but I feed him regularly.
“It is a building that was conceived in the 1960s and a supreme example of a confident time, when optimism and modernism were sweeping away the old to create a better world for ordinary people.
“Goodness only knows what Prince Charles thought when he officially opened the place back then, he not really being a fan of the new. Legend has it that it did once win an award though – but from a concrete manufacturer.
“But that was all 42 years ago and now the building has had its day. It no longer fits the modern world of newspapers, and so here I sit surrounded by the detritus of our impending move: a green cowboy hat, a pink feather boa and a giant pair of gold hotpants on the desk beside me.
“This new place, No 1 Leeds, on Whitehall Road, has much to recommend it. Most of all it has windows, a facility that we in the YEP newsroom have long been deprived of.
“It’s a bit of an architectural joke when you think about it, a newsroom, a window on the world…without windows. We managed somehow. And it was always interesting to gaze up at the tiny skylights and guess what the weather was doing.
“So the For Sale sign is up and we are finally saying goodbye to our concrete home. Some fabulous dramas have been enacted here – you know, all the stuff we couldn’t put in the paper. But now it’s time to switch off the light.”