Fruit cake

And so it came to pass that the 'going to work on Thursdays' era came to an end. The last day dawned perfectly - cold, grey, sombre. The familiar route was travelled, the familiar stairs climbed, the familiar work completed. Her final contractual obligation, fulfilled. The¬†distinctive tones of her boss could be heard somewhere in … Continue reading Fruit cake


Upon pressing 'send' with quivering finger and re-writing one's future with an email of resignation, a thorough hoovering of the stairs and landing on hands and knees, with special cordless attachment, was required. The dirt had been visible for some time, but the domestic goddess, with other fish to fry, had let the dust bunnies … Continue reading Resigned