And a very lovely one it is. Oh! the joy of quitting for 8 hours the toxic atmosphere that is the lockdown marriage and homeschooling hell.
So lovely to see other people. To listen to office banter. To hear my Colleague,s wonderful, infectious laugh. I’d bottle it if I could and uncork it during gloomy moments.
To hear how much weight had been lost or gained. How one man was “determined to a do a pull up this year” He is thinking of installing a bar for the purpose above the doorway to his man cave.
How another’s wife is now “heavily pregnant” . (What a time for that). And how far you have to stick the lateral flow test probe up your nose into the naso pharynx to gain a genuine result.
Talking of which had my first today and am writing this while awaiting the result. Phone timer on 20 mins.
Like a pregnancy test, all looking good so far, not of shade of anything has appeared in the T box.
Wonder what T stands for? Tainted perhaps?
The other most wonderful thing is the music. I even discreetly shazaamed something.
Cranberries. “God be with you”
Recognised the late Dolores’ distinctive voice of course, but there was an incredible violin bit in the middle.
Other magnificent tunes played at work today:
Tina Turner. “Another Hero”- Thunderdome
Eye of the Tiger (Rocky)
Stuck in the Middle With You.
Oh and just now one of my all time faves, Dire Straits Brothers in Arms. Such joy to hear it above the whirs and bleeps of machinery and people that is my workspace.
Have just managed a quick nap sitting on a stool with back to wall glasses on so no one could see. Woke to hear- be still my heart- “Champion the Wonder horse”- on the radio.
“Like a mighty cannonball he seems to fly….’
When I used to watch “Champ” as a child It was in black and white and I imagined him to be black or possibly bay. Many years later I saw it in colour and he was chestnut- my least favourite horse colour. What a shock.
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