A week off work beckons and a chance to at least try and recharge some pretty flat batteries. When I return, Christmas will be two sleeps away, and then in January, details of our restructure will be unveiled – and my fate, along with that of colleagues and friends will be known. It’s an anxious and unsettling (and any number of similar adjectives from the old thesaurus) time for all concerned and whilst I am doing my best to remain positive, it’s undeniably tough going at the moment.
I’m well aware so many other people in with differing working back-grounds right across the country have been through similar experiences, but whatever lies ahead, I hope the reality holds some comfort for those with whom I share an office – and me as well!
I’m trying to keep busy – the draft manuscript of my Marie Prevost biography has gone through the initial editing process, so I’ve got that to review, and I’ve even taken up drawing (after a fashion). Certain members of my family are ridiculously talented when it comes to all things “arty” – but it’s safe to say I’m not one of them. No harm in having a go though…
My latest offering is this not-very-good sketch of the statue of St Gregory (Gregorius) of Nin, which is situated in the beautiful Croatian city of Split. The statue has a shiny big toe (don’t we all?) courtesy of years of being touched and rubbed (if only…). There is a legend that if you place your hand on the toe of the statue and make a wish, it will come true. I’m not going to reveal exactly what I hoped for back in the summer of 2011, suffice to say that time will soon tell if St Gregory is a man of his word!
Fingers and (shiny) toes crossed…