Sunrise to Sunset

I don't usually talk about my job on the blog, but what a day! Having been party to 3 redundancy initiatives in 4 years, this last one has taken it's toll on everyone. No one has come out of this without feeling battered and mentally bruised. So as happens many times, once the management team have done their stuff, who's next. Yesterday, our boss announced she was "being asked to leave" and so the future is not bright, nor is it orange.

I'm quite excited in a way as I'll be free to do whatever I want, but sad that it's an end of an era, both for me and dear old Auntie. It had to happen, television as we know it is a dying media; content provision, the internet, multimedia, and radio are all the future now. Many of the changes are vital to the survival of dear old Auntie.

So as this is the very last time the team will all be together, we de-camped to Rucolas in Bristol's "fashionable meeja" area of Clifton for a long reflective lunch, lasting from 1.00 until 4.30pm. This restaurant provided wondrous goodies of the Mediterranean region, so what did the boy Border have? ....... Sunrise Sunset : Grilled Lincolnshire Sausages, Back Bacon, Tomato, Potato Waffles, Two Fried Free Range Eggs, Toast, Butter + Preserves. A marvelous way to celebrate!!

So after lunch, drove down to Dorset, which was planned as Thelma has her bi-monthly oncology check up today. I needed fresh air, and to be a million miles from work. So Bulbarrow Hill it was after a cup of tea, and to take in a sunset.

Not much wildlife up here last night, nice Yellowhammer, above, a few Kestels, a Buzzard and other than Hirundines, that was about it. Lovely to be up there though. However driving home at 10pm. I said to Thelma, keep a look out for Little Owls on the top of posts.... 2 miles further on at Bagber a Little Owl (149). My first of the year and Thelma's first ever "oh aren't they small she said".

What a wonderful way to end a strange day. Puts it all into perspective!! And so to the sunsets!