Hanging on the telephone

Good morning blog pickers, I’ve been neglecting you again, haven’t I? Am in some turmoil as I await the result of my interview last Friday. Definitely wasn’t firing on all cylinders, but maybe emergency booster rockets will have compensated. Hard to concentrate when your brain is simultaneously working on two different prognoses and all their associated implications.

Monday: went at the emails like Kim and Aggie, swept away many and even answered a few, down to a less frightening array now but it can all turn on a dime. Pleasant evening watching Murray play actual tennis, you know the kind of match where chaps actually run about and look interesting instead of just exerting brute force from baseline. Packing mini suitcase again for another trip down to Lullon Tahn.

Tuesday: planning day at a colleague’s house; also known as ‘playing on the wii’ (we didn’t, even, so it was very unfair of management to make such accusations). Got our heads round a few information literacy documents and tasklists and future plans and WebCT evaluation templates, all without having our heads nipped or being interrupted. Lovely lunch too although the crisp Chablis I longed for had to be downgraded to elderflower. Jumped on train to London and finally made a start on that Emotional Intelligence book I bought 3 months ago. Also finished When we were bad for book group, quite a jolly Jewish London romp, although not exactly profound.

So to Wednesday, down in London for the CILIP Equal Opportunities Panel. Still quite new to this outfit so lots of listening and less talking than usual, although I’m interested in how CDG can support the new Positive Action Scheme and also thinking ahead to the next Umbrella debate (aka the Trevor Knight award for gallantry in the face of deliberate provocation), getting my head together with the Diversity Group rep.

Still hoping the mobile will ring with promise of pastures new…