Just to let you know that I’m still alive. Trying to cope at work which is mayhem following the redundancies and my workload has now increased by about 30% (as if it wasn’t bad enough before). My boss is on a well-earned break (we had to push him out the door) but the result of fewer people in the firm means I have too much to do and am drowning. I have a lot to say and write, too much in fact, but it will have to come as and when things calm down a bit. Right now I have to fight to get out of work, Monsieur and I are trying to either find a new flat to move into or negotiate with our landlord to stay where we are and we have families who need to catch up with us now that we’re back from holiday. That’s just the start of it. I’ve never been so in demand in my life. Be patient, people. The tales I have to tell are worth waiting for.
Lots of love, Epic.
