Ups and downs

I laid in bed this morning sulking that the time bandits had stolen an hour of my precious Sunday lie in... If politicians want my vote then this would be the best way to get it. I know that it's to give the men harvesting an extra hour to work in the fields. Well I'm sorry... get up bloody earlier instead!

I have had a weird couple of days full of highs and lows. I love driving into work and seeing whats new in the countryside and Thursday was no different as I saw my first heron on a fence by the roadside.
It was eyeing up breakfast in the roadside pond and my car driving past didn't faze him at all. In fact I think he was also giving me the eyeball as I slowly drove past him.
I never realised just how big they are. My sister who lives down the road from this pond, is always complaining that herons regularly pinch her goldfish out of her back garden pond and she has a weird plastic one shoved in the rockery to scare them away. But I never realised that they actually were that big. The size of this one I'm sure could carry my skinny 'big sister' away while she was hanging out her washing with no problem. I can just see my brother-in-law in the garden waving 'bye bye Bebe' as she was being carried away high over the house tops.

Friday... Even though I saw sticky buds growing in a hedge, the day turned sour at work. Our department all had to go to a meeting to be told our fates. The meeting was held in a portacabin style classroom, but leading up the path to it you really had this awful feeling of doom. It felt like there should have had music playing and us being told to pop in for a quick shower first.
Two of my favourite people were told that their jobs would be going. It was them or their equals in Cambridge. One other member of our staff was also told, but she's been waiting for this moment for years, so she was really pleased. But I couldn't and still can't understand why someone who works her butt off all day every day is at risk... Why? I know I'm not playing with a full deck at times, but even I could see this was madness.

Saturday I returned to wearing my hair shirt again after I seriously snarled at my mother's gardener. But in my defence I had been dragged out the bath with wet hair to sort out yet another problem at my mothers. I do hope that the rest of my siblings are having a lousy weekend as I spend the majority of my weekend with my mother yet again. I really don't mind as I love my mum, but honestly...
Oh well such is life.

Lots of love Debbie x