So
here I am, firmly ensconced in the Easter Holidays and wondering how this has
happened so soon. We're busy, but it's okay. No major malfunctions with
anything, nothing that we missed during our over-Winter checks that have flared
up and caused problems. Most people seem to be enjoying themselves and enjoying
what we're providing for them. It could be warmer, but that's out of our
control, and is just an annual truth of the British climate.
It's hard to believe we got here though. I swear it's only three days ago that
I was packing away Halloween decorations and feeling relieved that I was going
to get my Saturdays back. And now... here we go again... Six months or so of
flat-out work where I feel about as in control of my time as a penguin with
Parkinson's is in control of its flippers.
I
got a great review of yesterday's poem, by the way. Someone told me, "Well
it certainly had some words in it."
Thanks for the encouragement, Daniel...
I'm going to stop using the phrase 'BST' in my blog
titles from now on, I promise.
RC 31-3-26
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