When my Departmental Manager announced she was leaving I actually felt quite sad; she was the person who gave me this job and therefore completely changed my life. However, all good things must come to an end, but we didn’t want her to disappear into the sunset without having a decent send off, so an up-market restaurant was booked, taxis arranged and off we all went for some posh nosh and cocktails, all paid for by the Department.
I have to admit, being chauffeur driven into town to be wined and dined with all of my workmates is something I could get quite used to given half a chance, although maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to schedule it for a weekday evening. Within the first few minutes round one of kicked off with cosmopolitans, white Russians and martinis, while numerous other alcoholic joys were being shaken, and stirred, by our amiable bartender. After three solid hours of knocking back gin and prosesso I, for one, was in no fit state to rock up to the office 9am the next morning, so humble apologies were shakily emailed and I spent the entire day with the hangover from hell.
Despite the rather unfortunate after-effects, it was an exceedingly good night (from what I can remember), with tons of merriment and girlie chatter, and we’d certainly given our DM a night she won’t forget in a hurry. Cheers!
Fathers Day can be quite a sad affair when your dad is no longer alive, so I was extremely grateful that a friend suggested a trip to the coast to get me out of the house for a few hours. It was actually the hottest day of the year so far, so the slightly cooler breeze from the sea was extremely welcome.
We’d ended up in Harwich (Essex), and after a lovely walk along the promenade, admiring the dozens of ships and yachts of all shapes and sizes, I was treated to lunch and an ice-cold drink. Satiated by paninis and fruit juice we continued strolling along the seafront when we came across the actual vessel which featured in the Bill Nighy film The Boat That Rocked!
It’s a good job I’d taken my blood pressure tablets earlier because the excitement was almost too much for me to cope with; especially when we discovered it costs just £2 each to spend as much time as you want on it. Well, it just goes to show that you never can tell how your day will pan out, and sometimes something fabulous is just around the corner…literally!
When you work at a large University campus, there’s always something new and exciting happening, and today was no exception. In order to give the students something else to focus on during the main exam period, the Student Union had arranged for one of the outdoor spaces to host a Petting Zoo. This proved to be extremely popular, not only with the students but with staff too.
Little did I know that when I left home early this morning I’d be spending my lunch break surrounded by chickens, ducks, rabbits, guinea pigs, hamsters, a tortoise, a dog and….. meerkats! I may be just an office administrator, working a regular 9 to 5 job, but life’s certainly never dull – and it’s only Monday. Goodness knows what Tuesday will bring…!
For the past fortnight I’ve been working 6 days a week, so the fact that this is a Bank Holiday weekend is very welcome indeed. It’s been busy in the office, and also exciting with the arrival of my brand new computer with shiny new keyboard and mouse along with two great big monitors, but nice surprises aside it’s actually a welcome relief to finally be able to spend a couple of days in my much-neglected garden.
In my absence, however, Mother Nature has decided to spoil me, and when I stepped outside this fine, sunny morning I was greeted by the sight of dozens of bright orange Californian poppies, stunning giant red ornamental poppies and delicate blue love-in-the-mist. It appears that many of last years plants have self-seeded, and the mixed wild-flower seeds I randomly scattered at the end of last summer are now flourishing.
The universe sometimes has unique ways of rewarding those who go the extra mile in order to improve their own circumstances, and while I’ve strived to undertake more responsibility in the workplace, despite also undergoing numerous medical tests for ongoing health issues, I’m now reaping a few of the benefits…
Since January, I’ve been feeling distinctly below par with a cough, and as yet none of the NHS bods who’ve seen me so far can tell me why; despite numerous tests, let alone come up with a cure. It hasn’t stopped me from getting on with my new job and it certainly didn’t prevent me from enjoying a week of Spanish sunshine back in March, but it’s been quite draining nonetheless.
So, after weighing up various pros and cons, I’ve just booked another holiday (as you do) and I’m feeling better already! It won’t be for a while, which will allow time for my medical woes to hopefully be fixed, but at least it’s something nice to look forward to. This will be my very first proper ‘adults only‘ holiday, so that’s going to be quite a revelation I suspect, and as usual I’ve opted for all-inclusive in The Canaries.
Ahhhh… I can picture it now… sun, sand and sangria… and absolutely no need to worry about acting ‘inappropriately’ around other people’s offspring. I have a feeling this could get messy… how fabulous!
When you work for any organisation that’s remotely Governmental, the minute something kicks off in the world; let alone anything as ‘exciting’ as an unexpected General Election; you find yourself surrounded by people busy giving television interviews and having articles published here, there and just about everywhere. As the person responsible for the department’s social media, amongst other things, it’s certainly keeping me busy at the moment that’s for sure.
It’s a good job I don’t get starstruck or I’d never get any work done these days as my office seems to be attracting all and sundry. However, if any of these academic ‘celebrities’ ever decides to get a bit above their station, I will simply remind them that we’re all pretty much the same underneath… as I show them for the umpteenth time how to use the photocopier…
Well, it’s been a couple of weeks since I moved into my own office and I’ve been busy settling into my new routine. It’s certainly a steep learning curve, and there’s plenty more things I’ll need to get to grips with in the next few months, but so far so good.
Obviously, when I’m not at meetings or dealing with enquiries I’m attempting to replicate Kew Gardens in a very limited space, much the the bemusement of visitors and colleagues alike. I’ve so far managed to fill the windowsills and have been moving stuff around to create some brand new areas where I can pop a bit of foliage and a few blooms to create a beautiful and positive working environment.
It may just be a ‘workplace’ but in my opinion, whenever it’s possible (and practical) it’s important to make the space your own, and my ‘own’ very much involves flowers.