Yesterday was an interesting day.
When I got to work there was an e-mail from a friend’s husband to say that their baby had been born. He weighed just under 11lbs. I’m not sure that I want to hear the story of that birth…
I then phoned to ask for an update on my pension, as I don’t think I have had an update in years. This was both a good thing and a bad thing. It highlighted that they had managed to ‘mislay’ 13 years of my pension contributions. But they are now going to look for them – and hopefully find them.
After lunch I went into the kitchen to make a cup of tea and this woman that I hardly know (I might have said hello to her once or twice) started to tell me about how a couple of days ago she got a small insect bite when she was in the garden and it had turned into a massive infection. THEN, she undid her trousers and pulled them down a bit and proceeded to show me the infection. It did indeed look very, very nasty and I would never have understood how bad it was without seeing it, but there was nothing right about that scenario! I really need to stop asking people how they are.