Tomorrow is my last day working here. I’ve had a great time working with the guys in the Analytical Customer Relationship Marketing team, but next week I start a full-time permament role here instead.

I’ll be sad to leave Ducker, Lee Diamond, The Judgemeister, Chalky, Alex and Chris behind but I won’t be sad to be halving the commuting time each day!

If any of you have any requirements for incredibly intelligent data processing, get in touch with the guys at Dataforce. They’re quite good at it – honest!

As a Christian, it’s sometimes hard to be positive about one’s personal place in the world. I often think that I’m not good enough/not worried enough about doing stuff that I shouldn’t (like speeding…)/too much ‘of the world and in it too’.

However, I’ve realised that my conscience is still fiercely active and I’ve felt quite disgusted. A person of my acquaintance (obviously not going to name names) was writing a verse for a card to send to someone who is imminently changing job. This individual (the writer) can be incredibly offensive about most people/things but normally you can laugh it off. However, today I expressed my discomfort about the sort of things that he was writing – some of it offensive about himself too!

He still completed writing the letter but has subsequently asked how I can not be offensive myself to the same degree. I’m not sure that my answer was the glowing Christian-type answer that it would be nice to write about in a blog, but I did remind him that I am a Christian and that it certainly doesn’t come easy to me.

I still don’t have peace about the situation (and the card wasn’t aimed at me!)

Oh well…

are wonderful things. You spend lots of time packing everything you could possibly require for a week away, leave the house hours later than intended, suffer an incredibly hot three hour journey with two small children, then discover that you left something important at home. Like a mobile phone. Say.

I found it very odd not having my K750i in my pocket at all times – it’s practically welded to me usually. However, the inability to quickly email Mark with another lovely car spotted (black Maserati Quattroporte in this case) or to find out my grandmother’s current health status were big misses. Fortunately we have now been reunited and I’ve listened to all the voicemails and read and replied to all the texts.

I also missed having the ability to email and blog as my Palm TX communicates via my mobile in places where there are no wireless hotspots. And the South Coast doesn’t appear to have too many hotspots!

Oh well – home now, to Freeview, computers, wireless internet access and a strange lack of sleep while I catch up with everything!