What a week and it is only Thursday...I whooped a lot on Sunday but will get to that in a bit, first off quotes of the week so far 'touched the nut to her lip' (puerile but in the moment sniggerable), 'staff are going to be abstracted', 'intrusive process', 'cross-cutting' and finally 'obviously' said 28 times during one mind numbing, patronising and soul sucking, hand in pocket, over run presentation. All of these statements and words were made during a disappointing recruitment event on Tuesday. Oh I had such high hopes that there might be life out there as the candidates trooped in during the morning, oh I was so let down. Hey ho, when you live in the present you notice these things, such a loss for them and much amusement for me!
I think I have also found my car. What I mean by that is that I have had the immense rental pleasure of driving a XC60, the baby 4x4 from Volvo. In a word awesome drive, toys (the boot had auto closure!), twin pipes and sound. An auto with more kick down than I have ever experienced and an absolute joy on both the motorways of Scotland and a little blast on some c roads. You never know I could be very tempted when I return.
I caught up with a very dear friend today, whose world I have adjusted somewhat whilst she has been sunning herself in Spanish climes. She reflected on our conversation this morning and is so pleased, nay delighted, that I have finally got out of the way of myself and just let things be and happen. I am too. I will miss her wise counsel, but no doubt still receive it in some electronic form.
I sat at the new Yo Sushi at Edinburgh airport tonight (a welcome respite for another delayed flight home), observing the chefs worrying, cooking and making a general hash of the little dishes of hot food and thought how fitting it was that I should be having this type of meal. Yes I know it is a fusion of eastern food, but it might prepare me for what is to come. After speaking to Thai airways today and being told that crying might bring down the excess charges at Heathrow (!) but to make sure they were heartfelt sobs, I sat back and reflected on a week that has changed my life.
I was saddened by the news that the neighbour I grew up to 'fear' if the ball went over her fence and she was at home, passed away peacefully yesterday. I remember dancing with her at my brothers wedding when she was in her 80's and her saying that I should be careful how close I got then hooting with laughter. Sherry was her tipple and she liked to have a tipple or two on special occasions. Bowls was her sport and local neighbourhood watch detective was her pleasure. Her husband took me to swimming lessons in his escort mark 2 as with 3 boys mum could not take us all to our different clubs in the evenings. I used to hide in the lockers until the lesson was over because I enjoyed swimming so much. I remember she knitted me the best snooker cardigan that money would never ever buy. It is probably still safely stored somewhere to bring out at the most appropriate embarrassing time. I hope that where she is now she is happy, looking down on us and wishing us well on the lottery. Without fail one of her tickets for us at Christmas would always win.
So this week a decision was made and my life and that of others is going to change. What I am about to do will be judged as lunacy by many, madness by others and the script of a Hollywood movie by a few.
On Saturday 30th October I leave the UK for Cambodia and I will be meeting up with my angel and together over the next 3 months we will be having a little bit of an adventure. Whoop x a gazillion!
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