dorve a bajillion miles (felt like) and had a full day's "training" (hah!) for my new job.
on the plus side, the lunch was v good; i completely corrupted a senior regional manager and pissed about making him laugh all day (i was bored); i finished knitting a glove while they were prattling on, and i drove home past where i used to live in the middle of nowhere (on the land), and - and this is possibly my favourite - past onenof my favourite places in the world: kingston bagpuss.
i've never actually been there, and it's really called kingston bagpuize, but you can see why i re-named it, and i always cheer and call out when i drive past. yep, mental. i'm easily pleased (sometimes...)
