Saturday, 25 January 2025

Wednesday 22nd January 2025

The week without end reaches halfway. I say that because without my two close colleagues to talk to, it has been a little quiet, with no news to swap. Instead they both have driven to Poland from Denmark in Rune's new electric car. I believe they made it there, and they will try to get home on Friday.

Even still, it is quiet, but gives me time to get my jobs done. And done they are, or up to date. Even travel expenses have been fixed.

And on top of that, a Director sent me a mail saying what a great job I had done on the last audit, which gave me the chance to share the glory with Frank, then forward on the mail to my bosses to emphasise what they are losing.

It is a great feeling, I have to say, not only being up to day and being in control, but now being thanked on a regular basis for the jobs I have done. After the travails of last year with my crap manager, it feels like vindication for me.

That showed her. Or would have done if she hadn't been fired.

I have no desire really for people to lose their jobs, but between us there was a clash of personalities, and me being junior meant I would have lost.

So it goes. So it goes.

Upstairs, the amaryllis we received for Christmas 2023 has flowered again, and has put up a second flower spike too.

Twenty two I take shots.

Otherwise it is yet another dull and grey day, cold but with light winds. Rain comes and fades away, getting heavier in the afternoon, so no walking for me yet again.

The day grows old, light fades and thoughts turn to food. I cook crispbakes in the oven, but make chips in the air fryer and make a huge pot of creamed spinach, making enough to make two portions to freeze.

We have a brew and the last of the mince pies, then I settle down to watch Norwich play at Dirty Leeds, and I had just sat down after kick off and Leeds score after 31 seconds.

It looked bleak.

Norwich did OK, but never really threatened, and Leeds score a second.

On the wireless I listen to Citeh throw away a two goal lead in Paris and lose 4-2. Oh well.

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