It's deep, crisp and even. It's also bloody cold.
It's that time of the year again. the fallow period between Christmas and New Year. Most of the country is still sitting at home, trying to see the television over the top of their sprout-swollen stomachs. Other poor souls are working.
I well recall the time I 'worked' between Christmas and New Year. It's an interesting time to be in an office as there are no senior management around, delegating, as they have, the chores to the lowly...hence my presence. I spend the entire time pottering and watching 'Lawrence of Arabia' on the PC monitor, as some kind soul in the IT department had decided to pipe in Channel 4 onto one of the PC TV stations, usually reserved for News 24 and so on. Excellent film, even when watched in a four inch square window.
I've never worked the period again, it would be sure to be a disappointment.
Being out and about is good fun. Got the bike out and went shopping, nearly killing self in process. Legs still don't feel right.
It's cold. I mean really cold. the sort of cold only England can do properly, the sort that was so useful to Victorian novelists for killing off orphans or other minor characters. Jack Frost is very active, scribing fern patterns on double glazing and shed windows alike and snow is still to be seen in areas of shadow.
It's a time for running down the batteries on the Christmas toys and finally getting the good booze out now that the in-laws have gone home. Vegetables have started to make a reappearance in my diet, replacing the five festive food groups of chocolate, peanuts, booze, satsumas and bacon sarnies. I am confident that fruit will make a reappearance in early 2006.
I well recall the time I 'worked' between Christmas and New Year. It's an interesting time to be in an office as there are no senior management around, delegating, as they have, the chores to the lowly...hence my presence. I spend the entire time pottering and watching 'Lawrence of Arabia' on the PC monitor, as some kind soul in the IT department had decided to pipe in Channel 4 onto one of the PC TV stations, usually reserved for News 24 and so on. Excellent film, even when watched in a four inch square window.
I've never worked the period again, it would be sure to be a disappointment.
Being out and about is good fun. Got the bike out and went shopping, nearly killing self in process. Legs still don't feel right.
It's cold. I mean really cold. the sort of cold only England can do properly, the sort that was so useful to Victorian novelists for killing off orphans or other minor characters. Jack Frost is very active, scribing fern patterns on double glazing and shed windows alike and snow is still to be seen in areas of shadow.
It's a time for running down the batteries on the Christmas toys and finally getting the good booze out now that the in-laws have gone home. Vegetables have started to make a reappearance in my diet, replacing the five festive food groups of chocolate, peanuts, booze, satsumas and bacon sarnies. I am confident that fruit will make a reappearance in early 2006.
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Thank you for so coyly reminding me that I must be "lowly" since I'm one of a handful of workers here this week. My dear sweet boyfriend is in my own damn bed right now catching some Zzzzz's. It's dark and dreary here and I feel that this entire day is pointless. I suppose that I should look at this as "free money" as I don't have too many responsibilities this week. Then Monday I have off, and since my birthday is the 5th, I may take off Friday. I suppose i can't complain for someone who's pushing 27. I've decided to wear all black that day~ I'm even going to wear over-sized, Jackie-O-ish glasses to work that day and leave them on.
The thought just occurred to me that, for all I know, you are actually my boss disguising yourself as some guy in England. If it is indeed you (my boss, that is), VERY WELL DONE! You have me convinced. And, just for the record, I have been doing work today...LOTS of it. =)
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