Remember, Remember...
Exactly one year ago today I sat on the train home from my first day in the office as a working man* and I blogged . If I were in a negative frame of mind, I might be disappointed by the fact that I am not joining the rest of the nation and celebrating this momentous anniversary by letting off a few fireworks. I might also be disappointed that at whatever time in the evening it now is I am in an office of sorts with no windows. Especially when the rest of my colleagues here have gone out for dinner, and I need to be on shift because of the way the slot chart is. But perhaps surprisingly I am not in a negative frame of mind at all. Quite the opposite, in fact. For one thing, I really enjoyed my dinner just now. That too is perhaps surprising, given that I had to rely on the supermarket on the way to work, the microwave here and a fork which I'd managed to borrow. Even given these low expectations however, I can safely say th...