I stopped to shoot the clock tower on the way to the station. I was not to know at the time that within an hour of this I would have a little e-mail accident courtesy of Gmail which would see something going to people that shouldn't have seen those words.

This may well precipitate the ending of my current employment (not officially, my no, for they know that speaking your mind cannot (officially) be a sackable offence) which of course I thought at the time was a very, very bad thing... but it has precipitated a realisation that such a thing was long overdue anyway and may cause a very, very good change.

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