Workin' 9-5, what a way to make a livin'...

Well I've done nearly 3 weeks in my new job, although with the bank holidays they have all been rather short weeks. I have a love/hate relationship with my job; I love that they pay me (well hopefully they will eventually!) but I hate that I have to turn up everyday Haha! The people I work with are lovely and when I manage to get my head round what is expected of me I'm sure I'll settle in nicely. The journey into work everyday is somewhat entertaining; public transport is a whole new adventure for me, I love people watching and the conversations I overhear are like 'book fodder'. I spend my first hour every morning strolling in the woods with Milo, I don't see a soul and the silence is golden. Then I'm engulfed in a world of chaos, caught amongst the hoards of people weaving through the city like ants in a hurry. I know which I prefer.

Milo's little world has also changed recently. Pip has a new kitten. The new kitten is a mini replica of Pips big cat, who Milo is already terrified of, and Milo seems to think the tiny new kitten is equally terrifying. Hopefully Milo will get used to this scampering little mite eventually! Or, like me, Milo will be praying for a new adventure on the horizon to carry us away to a happy ever after...

Workin' 9 to 5
What a way to make a livin'
Barely gettin' by
It's all takin' and no givin'
In the same boat with a lot of your friends
Waitin' for the day your ship'll come in
And the tide's gonna turn
And it's all gonna roll you away

Sadly, this week, Gran passed away. Gran was a huge part of my life during my adventures in Portugal and I feel blessed to have been a part of her life.  Gran has certainly gone to heaven with many of my secrets...

How my day begins...

Off to work I go...

Milo's companions whilst I'm at work...

God Bless You Dearest Gran...