NORTHERN PLANNER

So, back to work. Grumpilly got out of bed after sleeping in too late, thought about rushing in, had a long bath instead in some sort of last act of defiance.

Then I thought back to the New Year when I didn’t have a job to to go back to. That useless, helpless feeling, while the rest of the world starts moving again is a whole lot worse believe me. Then I went back into the depths of time, when I wasa temping graduate –  selling plumbing and drainage insurance over the phone wasn’t much fun either. So despite wishing I was back in bed, I’ll be grateful with my lot. At least until lunchtime.