the Multicoloured wings of love...

First of September - how did that happen?

Today was a pig's myre at work.  

I spent an hour speaking to someone who is leaving because of circumstances. But didn't want anything done, because the decision was made to leave a new job was found, and in reality what could be done really? 

And honestly - I dont think without evidence I could have done anything, 

Then I had an hour with a new start.  Offloaded to me, because my boss was busy.  Then I was about to start on my list (my "I'm going on holiday list these are things which need done list") - and India kicked off. 

I was not in the mood for them today, so they got it with both barrels. and rather fantastically - my boss who I copied in on my stroppy response to them, took my side and sent a further email backing up my comments.

Then I started on my list.. (which was growing by the moment), and was overtaken again by another request for assistance from another department. 

Truly I wanted to stand up and scream "Will you all just feck off and leave me alone"  But I have the sofa, and they come to me to talk. 

So when Si came and picked me up (rather late I must say) it was a joy to drive to the library and torture the gardeners (see extra) who were there to water the flowers.  

I spent a lovely ten minutes watching swarms of bees, and flights of butterflies. 

and then we took a drive past The Beach Cafe as was.... and bade farewell to a Troon legend. 

That hour after work, was better than the whole day.