final meeting – first published 31 October 2013

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The last day of October 2013 was the day of my final redundancy meeting. CJ was up before I left for work because he was off on a course. This meant the gym was a cacophony of coughing, I’m surprised the neighbours weren’t complaining. After one particularly lung wrenching bout of coughing from him I said, “annoying isn’t it?” in the spirit of being sympathetic. CJ is not known for his cheery disposition first thing in the morning and thought I was moaning at him. A mother’s place is in the wrong, I guess. It set the pattern for the day. Continue reading final meeting – first published 31 October 2013

coughing – first published 30 October 2013

One of my Dali prints just about sums it up
One of my Dali prints just about sums it up

There hadn’t been much walking going on due to feeling rubbish and not having enough sleep because of hacking my guts up most of the night. This was most definitely not an excuse. The coughing was an embarrassment especially on the bus to work. I could sense the other passengers trying to edge away from the horribly contagious and horrendously loud woman trying to sink down in her seat. The more I tried not to cough the worse it was, huge loud barks exploded out of me and I was all red faced and runny eyed. Continue reading coughing – first published 30 October 2013

What the hell is an inbox exercise? – first published 29 October 2013

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I’d spent the  night cough, cough, coughing and I woke feeling as if I’d never been to bed, all foggy head and a bundle of coughs and sniffles. With a second interview on the horizon it wain’t ideal but I supposed I’d have to work with what I had. It seemed a touch déjà vu. I interviewed for the Mad House with a stinking cold and a horrible cough followed me through the first weeks of my training. Come to think of it I started at Silver Helm with a horrible cough. Perhaps it was a good omen. Continue reading What the hell is an inbox exercise? – first published 29 October 2013

Going to sea in large vegetables is a bad idea – first published 28 October 2013

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October 28 2013 and the world outside my morning window was a scary looking affair, trees blowing all over the show, rain hammering down. The news was full of it, the worst storms in decades had finally hit the south of England with ninety mile an hour winds, torrential rain and flooding. I say finally because the weatherman had been warning us about it for days and I was beginning to think it was a bit like all those barbecue summers they promise us, not going to come to anything. Continue reading Going to sea in large vegetables is a bad idea – first published 28 October 2013

Autumn leaves and interviews – first published 25 October 2013

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October 2013, a little over a year after I thought my days of preparing for interviews were over, there I was again putting on my best black jacket, polishing the skechers (yes, even for interviews I wear sketchers, but smart black ones) and feeling a little nervous. The agency had recommended me for a job but the job spec was fairly nonspecific. All I could really gather was that it would involve a lot of data entry (oh wonderful!) and spreasheets (there is no getting away from spreadsheets). The main thing was it was for another cruise company, and a very big one this time… Continue reading Autumn leaves and interviews – first published 25 October 2013

Back to earth with a bump and a shiver – first published 24 October 2013

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We were back in cold, grey, damp old England. No more sun. No more sandy beaches. No more watching the morning sky turn from inky blue to pink or the evening sky do the same thing in reverse. Now it was all post-holiday blues and piles of washing. It never ceases to amaze me how much dirty laundry can come tumbling out of a very small, very sparsely packed case. Continue reading Back to earth with a bump and a shiver – first published 24 October 2013

sunrise, sunset, sea and being careful what you wish for – first published 23 October 2013

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Our last evening in Lanzarote ended on a high wth us watching the sunset by the pool. Then we had a morning to fill before our transfer to the airport. What do you do on the last day of your holiday? You have to check out in the morning so you can’t go back to your room for a snooze or a shower. Ok you can use the hotel facilities but swimming wouldn’t be the best idea when you have no room to get changed in and you don’t really want a wet costume in your hand luggage. What we did was go for a walk… Continue reading sunrise, sunset, sea and being careful what you wish for – first published 23 October 2013

Paradise and cold hard reality – first published 22 October 2013

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The trouble with holidays is they’re always way too short, and cold, hard reality is always there at the end of them. Commando and I had come to the last full day of our 2013 Lanzarote adventure and it was almost time to say goodbye to the  volcanic paradise where the sun always shines. For some reason I’d woken every morning at around seven, later than I would at home but earlier than I normally would on holiday. Each morning I crept out onto the balcony as quietly as I could and sat, listening to the pigeons cooing, the birds waking up and the sea crashing against the rocks below my window. Slowly the sky would turn from dark, inky blue to white clouds tinged with pink. It was nice to have the time to sit and watch the dawn. Continue reading Paradise and cold hard reality – first published 22 October 2013

Timanfaya National Park – first published 21 October 2013

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Lanzarote, and another day of lazing on the beach. It was a holiday after all, even if I was beginning to feel slightly under exercised and over fed. There was the occasional stroll down to the marina with coffee in Nud d’Naplun. While we were there we sampled the delights of the frozen yogurt shop next door. I’m not sure if the yogurt was low fat or not and the toppings most certainly were not but it served as lunch so I guess it didn’t matter too much. Continue reading Timanfaya National Park – first published 21 October 2013

Jameos Del Agua, the eighth wonder of the world – first published 20 October 2013

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Sunday is meant to be a day of rest. The morning after our car hire adventure in Lanzarote happened to be a Sunday so we put our blue towels on some likely looking sun beds on the way to breakfast. When in Rome… or, in this case, when in Lanzarote, do as the Germans do. We found a nice spot with a view over the pool, a little bridge, sunlight sparkling on the ripples and the pond behind us with trickling water. Heavenly. Continue reading Jameos Del Agua, the eighth wonder of the world – first published 20 October 2013