Monday, 10 December 2007
So here we are the night before a funeral that I am not altogether looking forward to. It has been an odd day and I enjoyed lunch out with friends at work for Lara's birthday. I also enjoyed a pint after work (instead of circuits - a rare shocker) with the fine people I will share a pew with tomorrow. Tomorrow will be a strange old day, and I hope Spence takes all the good that is trickily wrapped up within it.
My boss, who is a good woman took the time to email me from Paris to thoughtfully okay my day off which was really requested with very little notice - thanks to her for that, she's a good sort.
Oh such delightful text messages from Galway as well. It's all so very bloody testing sometimes.