NORTHERN PLANNER

So this is the fourth working day of the new job. It's a relief to report there have been no hiccups like this (yet).

On the other hand,I was mortified to find there was not a single tea pot in the building. This was quickly rectified. I have a picture of my lovely new teapot, but my batteries have run out of power…you'll just have to picture its simple, white loveliness, steam gently rising from its spout.

To balance this, work has a chef. That's right, a professional cook. Every lunchtime there's a choice of four ridiculously good meals for lunch. For example, it was a toss up today between eggs florentine and tomato and red pepper soup.

In case you're wondering, I went for the soup, I need space for today's evening meal, which is my burgundy beef (cooked by me)…it's my sister's birthday and Mum's up to stay. Don't know why I'm telling you this, but there you go.