I know, I know, this IS a completely crap photo BUT I did say this is first a diary and second a photo to represent something in my diary. I have had a really long day (starting when I had to be at the health centre for some blood tests (on me) by 9am this morning) and I have just walked through the door home now (22.38pm). I had a window of opportunity for my PotD of approximately 15 minutes to shoot a photo and I took precisely 12 pictures of which this isn’t technically the best but it’s more representative of my day. I do hope Louise doesn’t kill me for posting a picture of her looking like an extra from Psycho!!!

She was using a completely inappropriate tool to open a bottle of wine as you can see.

After getting the hole in my arm plugged I went to the office and had ‘wall-to-wall’ meetings all day (some of the content of which made me want to weep). I extricated myself at about 6pm when I got half an hour to go back to my desk and clear a backlog of 100 emails that had landed in my box during the course of the day – I honestly think some folks have nothing better to do with their time…..

At 6.30pm I got a few minutes break after I’d set up my equipment for the evening’s group discussion with half a dozen pharmacists. Louise was sorting out their meal and drinks while I was ambling around with my camera so she got snapped.

As the pharmacists arrived we were all discussing footie as the new season is already underway because there are Champions League matches tonight and the other (non-Premiership) divisions started their league campaign last weekend. One chap was talking about Liverpool and as I’m off to see the Spurs at home to Liverpool on Saturday we had a good chat.

The discussion went really well, I had a nice bunch of pharmacists, some of whom I’d met before over the years of working in this job. They were evaluating some types of promotional material and critiquing it for the manufacturers who had supplied it. All-in-all it was great fun and we had a laugh as well as getting a consensus result which was excellent.

After the discussion ended the same chap as was talking footie to me earlier seemed to be hanging around a bit – I thought he’d gone twice and he kept popping back into the room. I then had one of those strange moments where everything goes into slow motion as he asked me if I’d like to go out for a drink and a meal with him sometime. I can’t remember the last time a total stranger asked me for a date. I kind of think those things happen to young, pretty, skinny girls, not people like me. Anyway, the poor chap sloped off a bit crestfallen when I explained I had a partner and although I felt a bit guilty I felt more smug because it was so flattering. As anyone who reads this knows, I really believe in grasping the moment and this guy had done just that so I admired his gumption even though it was mis-placed. Ah well, Linda – savour the moment – it may be another 20 years before that happens again……..or indeed it may be the last time ever.

I’d promised DM I’d be home by just after 11pm and so was surprised to find I could leave the office before 10pm and by driving like a loonie I got home by just after 10.30pm so the pleasure of that was excellent.