Sunday, June 24

and still they drop like flies

My former office mate, who took umbrage last year and refused to share a room any more, has just been diagnosed with cancer. We made it up a few months ago, and I hope to visit her on my return from Europe. Makes me think of poor Dazzle who was diagnosed just after I set off on my world tour in 1989, and by the time I got back he was dead.

The office mate could have retired a few years back, but she insisted on keeping working.

I'm ready to go back to part-time work, but sadly I've committed to working full time till Christmas. Roll on 2013.


  1. I'm sorry to hear about your office mate.

    Seems to be a lot of that happening to folks.

    Sorry you have to work full time. I am actually thinking of looking for work.

  2. Nanners. It's the old work-life balance question again. Hope you find something that uses your strengths. Your time helping the young mum showed you've great skills if supportiveness.