Man with a job (of sorts)

It’s been the longest time between blogs since I started this in 2013. More recently I have purposefully waited a week before posting (when we started travelling in 2014 I was writing every day). But this time there’s been a break of two weeks. Why? I’ve been hard at it.

man with a job

I’ve spent the last two weeks working for a friend. He runs a portfolio business and asked my support in one area. For the first week I was doing the sort of consultancy work which I had previously carried out in schools, and with the Civil Service. But the work quickly developed from that and, as well as suggesting changes, I’ve been helping implement them. The fun continues until the end of next week – when my job is done, irrespective of where we find ourselves. We have other pressing matters. First we need to go and see Mary. And then Bex, Steven and Henry are home (hurrah) for the summer and I’ve no intention of missing a moment of that. 

man on a bus (visit to Bristol for a heart check up – all’s well)

What’s it been like? Fascinating. It’s not for me to go into any of the detail but, all I can say is, apart from being exhausting it has been really, really interesting. Whilst I have previously (for 5 years) worked alongside industry, I’ve never worked in it. And, do you know what? It is the same as the MoD, the Civil Service and any school. It has the same issues, the same strengths and the same malaises. That’s because people are the same. And, as a result, many of the outcomes are the same. As such I think I have been useful. And I hope to continue to be useful until the end of next week …

… and then Henry’s coming! Stand by.

we’ve run …

Apart from that we’ve (v kindly) been able to use the pool, which has been a godsend. C’s in a much, much better place and really loving country life (and the vegetable patch). I’ve still been selling things, but in a much less industrious fashion. And all-in-all we’re in a good place. It’s interesting. We were originally only due to get back from Scotland about now. And yet it seems such a long time since we turned right and headed down the M5, rather than pootle up north. Time is interesting, n’est pa?

… and walked

Doris waits, though. No sooner are Rebecca and Steven back from Saudi then they’re off to Portugal for 10 days … leaving Henry with us. As a result we have booked Doris into a local campsite where granny and grandpa will entertain grandson. That’s going to be interesting!

Anyway, there’s a lot to get done between now and then.

Henry’s coming!

Nothing about politics, or climate change – I really can’t think about the latter without coming out in hives. As for Boris, well good riddance. What a horrible, horrible man.

Stay safe! 

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