Well, that was a week.
First week back at work after a holiday - work sucked big time. I've had so many meetings and been away from my desk for more than 50% of my working week, had to go in on my non working day to be talked to by some Cambridgeshire Police officer and colleagues like I was an inept little girl who had no right to impose on their air. I'm already behind on a hundred and one things and it looks like it's gonna get worse for the next few weeks at least.
We had the funeral of a much loved and respected work colleague, which was really tough, plus of course,the loss of Bowie and Alan Rickman. I've had an inner soundtrack of Bowie all week, which is a mixed blessing.
On a more positive note, the chap I went to see in prison on Monday, announced at the end of the visit that he was please to say I "wasn't the old witch he'd been told I was." So that was nice wasn't it...
Now I'm off to buy myself some Doc Martens in the sale.
So yes.
We had the funeral of a much loved and respected work colleague, which was really tough, plus of course,the loss of Bowie and Alan Rickman. I've had an inner soundtrack of Bowie all week, which is a mixed blessing.
On a more positive note, the chap I went to see in prison on Monday, announced at the end of the visit that he was please to say I "wasn't the old witch he'd been told I was." So that was nice wasn't it...
Now I'm off to buy myself some Doc Martens in the sale.
So yes.