Monthly Archives: March 2011

Hey-ho

A drizzly day at the top of the valleys. You were there to deposit the hardcopy project manual, in its hefty ringbinder, onto a desk where it was not apparently particularly welcome. Then to attend a grimly hey-ho forum involving 70 or so senior people directed … Continue reading

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Nondescript bird

You stared for a good 60 seconds at the clump of bare trees beside the riverpath before you spotted the nondescript bird nestled in the joint of a branch and pouring forth a full-throated stream of song, banter and impersonations. Might … Continue reading

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Wings cocked

The report is done, bar tinkering tomorrow morning. As you stepped out of the fortress into the British-Summer-Time 6pm daylight there was that half-minute or so of post-endeavour relief syndrome. Damn it feels good!   It put a little shuffle into your step. You eased leisurelike … Continue reading

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Automaton

Automaton day. Into the office, bum on seat, 9-hours almost unbroken staring at the screen clicking the keyboard and jerking a recalcitrant mouse on the slidy desktop. Back home and two or more hours of the same before sleep. Grinding … Continue reading

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Tinker with time

Sunday: British Summer Time arrives. You’re thrown off kilter, as if you weren’t feeling disoriented enough. All day it’s later than you think. The March sun stretches needlessly into evening. There’ll be plenty of opportunity for long evenings as summer … Continue reading

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Slow procession

Saturday: the low-magnitude hangover that is this bug lingers. You wake up grotty. Creep inoffensively through the day. Go to bed feeling like someone who’s done a triathlon followed by 80 minutes front row against the All Blacks.   Work on the project report during … Continue reading

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Grizzled elder

Glad to be home. Generating some resistance against the project from the cabal at the top. Must be doing something right but you’re feeling exposed. Their’s is not your world after all. Hubristic ego-driven man-of-the-people you says sock ’em where … Continue reading

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