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It’s been a strange few days. There have been a lot of changes at work, and this morning I got a very nice card from Gordon T, who until the beginning of this week was our European Labs manager (not Gordon who I co-present the show with), thanking me for my friendship over the last three years and asking me to keep in touch. It was a birthday card that he had crossed the greeting out of. There was a cat on the front, which is probably why he chose it, so it was much nicer than an email. I’ll write back, but want to have a think about what I’ll say, so I’ll tackle that one tomorrow.

I’m sad to see him go. We didn’t always see eye to eye, and once I was very rude to him in front of the whole office. I felt terrible and went up to the lab to apologise the next day, and we’ve been good friends ever since. We used to go to the gym together before I left to join one in Chelmsford, and he always thrashed me on the running machine, easily sprinting off at 15km/h. We used to recover in the sauna and talk about all kinds of rubbish, which was nice, because we could forget any differences we might have had in the office and just enjoy being friends.

Gordon T always got on well with Kyocera, so it’s a shame he wasn’t around this evening. They took a few of us out to the cinema to see Shrek. Partners were welcome, which is always nice. We didn’t eat, though, and I missed lunch after being roped into doing a last-minute interview for BBC Three Counties, so by the time I got home after the film I was starving. I’m chomping noodles as I type.

My shoulder is aching, too, but I suspect that’s not related.

I’m so tired.

I have been sleeping well but going to bed much too late, so I don’t think I’ve quite got over that flight. I’ve got to be up early tomorrow morning, too, so I sound at least half awake when I trail the programme at 7.20 on the breakfast show. I was going to cut my hair this evening but I guess that’ll have to wait.

Oh, and Shrek… if you’ve not seen it, it’s a compulsory watch. Beats Toy Story to a pulp.

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