Secrets

I have a curious interest in missing people. I suppose I wonder what happens to them - where do they go? Why don’t they go back home? Everybody is different, so there is no one answer. I imagine most do not go missing like the canoeist who turned up a couple of days ago after being missing for five years. His family must have such a mixture of feelings. Relief and amazement that they at last have the answer as to what happened to him, but also the shock of having someone return who they had probably thought was dead, even though they might well have held out hope against hope that wasn’t true. Let’s hope that after all this time they can piece together what happened and also put their lives back together.

C heard about the job she had an interview for last week and she didn’t get the job. Obviously there is a part of me that is pleased that she won’t be leaving but it must have knocked her confidence and I imagine she must be thinking that she is never going to move on in her career. I’ll have a chat with her about it today and then when she gets her feedback we can look at that and see what can be done to boost her morale and confidence a bit.

It’s the Secret Santa time of year again. I have to get a present for a chap who has only worked in the section for a few weeks and I have spoken to a couple of times. I was thinking of getting him a Flesh Eating Plant, but that seems to be out of stock at the moment. So I am trying to find some more ideas. Hawkin’s Bazaar may be the answer... After all, what could be better than a book on home taxidermy or your own mini orchestra, being able to do some nose aerobics or affix indicators to your ears so people know where you are going. It’s amazing what you can do for under a fiver these days. Personally I am thinking of buying myself an imaginary friend (as pictured above) because I might have more success with that than with the real ones in my life of late. It *really* is amazing what you can get for a fiver...