Overheard someone saying this at work the other day so I put it up on the whiteboard. So people know.

(They weren’t actually talking about me but some kind of system message.)

Might be time (avert your eyes if not Christmas-crazy) to make some more Christmas PJs (gaaad, look how long my hair was back then) – bolts of Christmas fabric keep catching my eye on the way to get coffee most mornings.

And as The Mister said, he got to watch an entire day of cricket while I spent a Saturday keeping myself busy making the first pair!

I’m sure many of us people watch or at least meet/see people in passing and wonder what they do for a living (as I have commented re one of our neighbours in a prior post). I often wonder what the people in my yoga class do – they don’t seem particularly religious or spiritual or ‘alternative’ – for the most part they just seem like regular people like me, there for a bit of exercise (although some of them do wear those crazy baggy-bum trousers – not sure if that is yoga fashion or somehow gives you more room to stretch and bend than an old pair of Lycra track pants like I wear…)

Aaaaanyway, a guy in my class who I suspected was Italian, and had something to do with the university, turns out to be a Senior Lecturer in the School of Languages and Culture and has just won a grant from the Swiss Arts Council for a project he’s doing on the poetry of a Swiss-Italian poet. There was a photo and write up about him in the latest Victoria Alumni magazine. Who knew!