Training

So here I am in the wonderful city of Vienna and working so hard and late that there is no time to go out into the centre. Instead, I'm having to learn how to programme queries and reports in the new software our company is using.
It's all very confusing and I'm still tired after the journey yesterday.
It's a short walk from the hotel to the office, and the housing estate (pictured)we have to walk through contains no hoodies, beggars, druggies, or other general pond-life so often seen in the UK. The local shopping centre conveniently situated below the office tower-block has a bar in the middle of the concourse and a Burger-King amongst other restaurants. There is a distinct lack of any yoofs, yobos scallys or, come to that, security guards. The place is full of grown-ups all going about their lawful business. (As well as smoking).

Stop press: the training as become a lot clearer now as the "channel" the trainer kept referring to is actually supposed to be the word "general"