A His ‘n’ Hers working day from home. Anna decided to manage the Inbox from the safety of the settee.
Actually it was the Desk from the Raj, but the alliteration just doesn’t work.
It was a decent decision as well, given that Greater Anglia were playing silly buggers once again.
In Work Swag News: the new work swag arrived.
Ta very much.
It’s a big week coming up for the company as we embrace 2017 with a major, major rebrand.
It’s not just a name thing, either…
Neil came round early morning. He’s booked in to do a bit of patching up around the house.
First up is to replace the curtain for the walk in wardrobe that we inherited during the house move, but never really liked.
It was on the bottom of the To Do list. The kittens pushed it right to the top in their attempt to shred my suits on the other side.
My work stopped and started.
And then repeat.
I tried to cross off yet more chores. The rest of the wisteria was finally pruned. I scrubbed down the outside wall in the back garden that goes green around this time of year.
SCRUBBERS!
I escaped at luncheon along the Trail, en route to the gym. Half the village seemed to be in there.
More work was spent in the company of the kittens, plus the unlikely soundtrack of Rattle and Hum.
Oh dear.
I haven’t listened to this album in over two decades. I rather enjoyed it.
It brought back memories of tearing around South Nottinghamshire after midnight each Friday, en route to 1am screenings of the film at the Showcase.
I don’t think that I ever made it to the end 🙁
Anna and I discussed a BONKERS get rich idea early evening that involved turning over the bookies.
She pointed out the basic mathematical flaw in my argument.
Back to the day job it is then.
Hey hoe.
A particularly rewarding pasta dish was enjoyed whilst listening to a particularly rewarding Daniel Ruiz Tizon is Available.
Some podcasts make me want to BOOZE.
Tizon for some reason makes me want to eat pasta.
With the His ‘n’ Hers working day coming to a close, we ended Tuesday with a His ‘n’ Hers film evening.
I’m not ashamed to say that we both really enjoyed Spandau’s Soul Boys of the Western World.
Here’s what the kittens thought of Big Tone, the Kemps et al.