(this title being nothing more than an obscure Billy Bragg lyric running through my head which seems somehow to fit today's mood)
So today I went back to work. It was ok. Someone had sent me a bar of chocolate in the internal post. Noone had lifted my water glass. I was only 23% over my email limit.
I came home via a compulsory induction trip to the New Building, which my entire organisation is moving to at the end of the month. It is in a business park and it is mostly grey. But hey, it's close to the ring road. It will be like working in a Radiohead song.
Trying to look on the bright side, I can walk home from there in just over half an hour, past locksmiths and motorist discount centres and takeaways and petrol stations and the police station and a tattoo museum. In no time at all I shall forget the dreaming spires and feel proper urban.
joella
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