What a week! I don’t feel that I have achieved very much at all. Everyday has brought a fresh challenge, some more daunting than others
I’ve retreated to the garden of an evening, watching for the little changes to the shapes and colours.
Changes to Data Protection come into force next Friday, and there is a mountain to climb, so far I’m in the quagmire of treacle, even before base camp!
Policies, procedures with daily requests for money, time and assistance just don’t mix. Interviews cancelled, resignations, which throw all balls in the air – where will they fall?
Tomorrow, is hopefully a joyous day as we have a Royal wedding. I’ve even been into the loft to find my veil and tiara from 36 years ago! I also found my bridal bouquet!
It’s also FA Cup final day and a win for Man United will provide even more joy, well for me at least.
I don’t want to think of work until Monday. I have made brownies, tomorrow I’ll make scones for our afternoon tea whilst enjoying all the pomp and ceremony!
Chinkle, chinkle everyone! Bottoms up!